“It is the heart which perceives God and not the reason. That is what faith is: God perceived by the heart, not by the reason.”

Mutual cheating is the foundation of society.

All our dignity lies in our thoughts.

Human beings must be known to be loved; but Divine beings must be loved to be known.

Faith is a gift of God.

Kind words do not cost much. They never blister the tongue or lips. They make other people good-natured. They also produce their own image on men’s souls, and a beautiful image it is.

Faith is different from proof; the latter is human, the former is a Gift from God.

Man is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness from which he emerges and the infinity in which he is engulfed.

Nothing is so intolerable to man as being fully at rest, without a passion, without business, without entertainment, without care.

I bring you the gift of these four words: I believe in you.

There is enough light for those who only desire to see, and enough obscurity for those who have a contrary disposition.

Silence. All human unhappiness comes from not knowing how to stay quietly in a room.

Man is obviously made for thinking. Therein lies all his dignity and his merit; and his whole duty is to think as he ought.

Happiness can be found neither in ourselves nor in external things, but in God and in ourselves as united to him.

In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don’t.

Lord, help me to do great things as though they were little, since I do them with your power; And little things as though they were great, since I do them in your name!

We are not satisfied with real life; we want to live some imaginary life in the eyes of other people and to seem different from what we actually are.

The world could be fixed of its problems if every child understood the necessity of their existence.

Even if we didn’t know the context, we were instructed to remember that context existed. Everyone on earth, they’d tell us, was carrying around an unseen history, and that alone deserved some tolerance.

Even if we didn’t know the context, we were instructed to remember that context existed. Everyone on earth, they’d tell us, was carrying around an unseen history, and that alone deserved some tolerance.

Simply because you do not have evidence that something exists does not mean that you have evidence that it doesn’t exist.

I don’t want to speak negativity into existence.

The sociable man, always outside himself, is capable of living only in the opinions of others and, so to speak, derives the sentiment of his own existence solely from their judgment.

Existence is not something which lets itself be thought of from a distance; it must invade you suddenly, master you, weigh heavily on your heart like a great motionless beast – or else there is nothing at all.

Existence is an imperfection.