What a cunning mixture of sentiment, pity, tenderness, irony surrounds adolescence, what knowing watchfulness! Young birds on their first flight are hardly so hovered around.
I know the compassion of others is a relief at first. I don't despise it. But it can't quench pain, it slips through your soul as through a sieve. And when our suffering has been dragged from one pity to another, as from one mouth to another, we can no longer respect or love it.
It is the perpetual dread of fear, the fear of fear, that shapes the face of a brave man.
The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means.
Faith is not a thing which one "loses," we merely cease to shape our lives by it.
What does the truth matter? Haven't we mothers all given our sons a taste for lies, lies which from the cradle upwards lull them, reassure them, send them to sleep: lies as soft and warm as a breast!
No one ever discovers the depths of his own loneliness.
Civilization exists precisely so that there may be no masses but rather men alert enough never to constitute masses.
A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread.
The wish to pray is a prayer in itself. God can ask no more than that of us.
Who are you to condemn another's sin? He who condemns sin becomes part of it, espouses it.
A thought which does not result in an action is nothing much, and an action which does not proceed from a thought is nothing at all.
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