The destruction of the past is perhaps the greatest of all crimes.

God's love for us is not the reason for which we should love him. God's love for us is the reason for us to love ourselves.

In reality nothing is so beautiful as the good, nothing is so monotonous and boring as evil.

Why is it that reality, when set down untransposed in a book, sounds false?

A beautiful woman looking at her image in the mirror may very well believe the image is herself. An ugly woman knows it is not.

We have to endure the discordance between imagination and fact. It is better to say, “I am suffering,” than to say, “This landscape is ugly.

A right which goes unrecognized by anybody is not worth very much.