Death is the justification of all the ways of the Christian, the last end of all his sacrifices, the touch of the Great Master which completes the picture.

The inventory of my faith for this lower world is soon made out. I believe in Him who made it.

To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others.

Our vanity is the constant enemy of our dignity.

Silence is like nightfall. Objects are lost in it insensibly.

We are rich only through what we give.

The ideal friendship is to feel as one while remaining two.