A work of art has an author and yet, when it is perfect, it has something which is anonymous about it.

When literature becomes deliberately indifferent to the opposition of good and evil it betrays its function and forfeits all claim to excellence.

We should do only those righteous actions which we cannot stop ourselves from doing.

Grace fills empty spaces, but it can only enter where there is a void to receive it, and it is grace itself which makes this void.

Justice consists in seeing that no harm is done to men. Whenever a man cries inwardly: 'Why am I being hurt?' harm is being done to him. He is often mistaken when he tries to define the harm, and why and by whom it is being inflicted on him. But the cry itself is infallible.

Life does not need to mutilate itself in order to be pure.

Evil is license, and that is why it is monotonous: everything has to be drawn from ourselves. One is condemned to false infinity. That is hell itself.