A one-eyed man is much more incomplete than a blind man, for he knows what it is that's lacking.
Since we shall love each other, I shall be great and you shall be rich.
If it were (Is it not) outrageous that society should treat with such rigid precision those of its members who were most poorly endowed in the distribution or wealth that chance had made, and who were, therefore, most worthy of indulgence.
If I were Jesus Christ, I would save Judas.
Heaven, on occasion, half opens its arms to us; and that is the great moment.
where would the shout of love begin, if not from the summit of sacrifice?