“What makes loneliness an anguish is not that I have no one to share my burden, but this: I have only my own burden to bear.”

Time goes by, reputation increases, ability declines.

I never discuss discussions.

A task becomes a duty from the moment you suspect it to be an essential part of that integrity which alone entitles a man to assume responsibility.

The more we do, the more we can do; the more busy we are, the more leisure we have.

Constant attention by a good nurse may be just as important as a major operation by a surgeon.

Friendship needs no words – it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.

Those who invoke history will certainly be heard by history. And they will have to accept its verdict.

Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

The more faithfully you listen to the voices within you, the better you will hear what is sounding outside.

There is a point at which everything becomes simple and there is no longer any question of choice, because all you have staked will be lost if you look back. Life’s point of no return.

Is life so wretched? Isn’t it rather your hands which are too small, your vision which is muddled? You are the one who must grow up.

The myths have always condemned those who ‘looked back.’ Condemned them, whatever the paradise may have been which they were leaving. Hence this shadow over each departure from your decision.

It is playing safe that we create a world of utmost insecurity.

To forgive oneself? No, that doesn’t work: we have to be forgiven. But we can only believe this is possible if we ourselves can forgive.

Forgiveness is the answer to the child’s dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, what is soiled is made clean again.

Everything will be all right – you know when? When people, just people, stop thinking of the United Nations as a weird Picasso abstraction and see it as a drawing they made themselves.

When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to suffer the experience of total loss.

Death anxiety is the mother of all religions, which, in one way or another, attempt to temper the anguish of our finitude.

The human heart is a lonely hunter-but the search for us southerners is more anguished.

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

Friendship needs no words – it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.

The ambitious will always be first in the crowd; he presseth forward, he looketh not behind him. More anguish is it to his mind to see one before him, than joy to leave thousands at a distance.

Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.

When by the flood of your tears, the inner and the outer have fused into One, you will find Her whom you sought with such anguish, nearer than the nearest, the very breath of life, the very core of every heart.