The soul is so far from being a monad that we have not only to interpret other souls to ourself but to interpret ourself to ourself.

O Lord, deliver me from the man of excellent intention and impure heart: for the heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked.

We see the light but see not whence it comes. O Light Invisible, we glorify Thee!

No place of grace for those who avoid the Face. No time to rejoice for those who walk among noise and deny the Voice.

The majority of mankind is lazyminded, incurious, absorbed in vanities, and tepid in emotion, and is therefore incapable of either much doubt or much faith.

The only wisdom we can hope to acquire Is the wisdom of humility: humility is endless. The houses are all gone under the sea. The dancers are all gone under the hill.

Talent imitates, but genius steals.