Christianity does not oppose debauchery and uncontrollable passions and the like as much as it opposes... flat mediocrity, this nauseating atmosphere, this homey, civil togetherness, where admittedly great crimes, wild excesses, and powerful aberrations cannot easily occur - but where God's unconditional demand has even greater difficulty in accomplishing what it requires: the majestic obedience of submission.

And this is one of the most crucial definitions for the whole of Christianity; that the opposite of sin is not virtue but faith.

In the Christianity of Christendom the Cross has become something like the child’s hobby-horse and trumpet.

God does not think; he creates. He does not exist; he is eternal.

Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.

I am convinced that God is love, this thought has for me a primitive lyrical validity. When it is present to me, I am unspeakably blissful, when it is absent, I long for it more vehemently than does the lover for his object.

The person who praises God is on the tracks of justice.