Justice! Custodian of the world! But since the world errs, justice must be custodian of the world's errors.

A vague uneasiness: the police. It's like when you suddenly understand you have to undress in front of the doctor.

If we have anything kind to say, any tender sentiment to express, we feel a sense of shame.

This free will business is a bit terrifying anyway. It's almost pleasanter to obey, and make the most of it.

It so difficult to know what the people we love really need.

To believe in God is to know that all the rules will be fair, and that there will be wonderful surprises.

It's perfectly obvious that somebody's responsible and somebody's innocent. Otherwise it [justice] makes no sense at all.