There is hardly an absurdity of the past that cannot be found flourishing somewhere in the present.

If you wish to be loved, be modest; if you wish to be admired, be proud; if you wish both, combine external modesty with internal pride.

Civilizations come and go; they conquer the earth and crumble into dust; but faith survives every desolation.

So the story of man runs in a dreary circle, because he is not yet master of the earth that holds him.

In Constantinople, more Christians were slaughtered by Christians in the years 342-343 than by all the persecutions by pagans in the history of Rome.

Every science begins as philosophy and ends as art; it arises in hypothesis and flows into achievement.

Tolerance grows only when faith loses certainty; certainty is murderous.