Heaven, on occasion, half opens its arms to us; and that is the great moment.

Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers.

There is a way of meeting error while on the road of truth.

People weighed down with troubles do not look back; they know only too well that misfortune stalks them.

To think is of itself to be useful; it is always and in all cases a striving toward God.

One sometimes says: 'He killed himself because he was bored with life.' One ought rather to say: 'He killed himself because he was bored by lack of life.'

She might have melted a heart of stone, but nothing can melt a heart of wood.