The hand of God creates; it does not conceal.

And what would we be, we sinful creatures, without fear, perhaps the most foresighted, the most loving of the divine gifts?

We are never racist against somebody who is very far away. I don't know any racism against the Eskimos. To have a racist feeling, there must be an other who is slightly different from us - but is living close to us.

One can be a great poet and be politically stupid.

What did I really think fifteen years ago? A nonbeliever, I felt guilty in the midst of all those believers. And since it seemed to me that they were in the right, I decided to believe, as you might decide to take an aspirin: It can't hurt and you might get better.

We are always remaking history. Our memory is always an interpretive reconstruction of the past, so is perspective.

The light in her eyes was beyond description, yet it did not instill improper thoughts: it inspired a love tempered by awe, purifying the hearts it inflamed.