God Knows That We Should Not Despise

God Ordains That Beggars Should Beg For Greatness, As For All Else, When Greatness Shines Out Of Them, And They Don't Know It.

[t]he Cradle Is Shallower Than The Grave.

A Poor Man With Nothing In His Belly Needs Hope, Illusion, More Than Bread.

God! How Is It That We Fail To Recognize That The Mask Of Pleasure, Stripped Of All Hypocrisy, Is That Of Anguish?

Like All Truly Pure Souls She [chantal] Quickly Resigned Herself To Past Faults, Thought Only Of How To Repair Whatever Harm They Had Done. "of All My Daughters, You Are Certainly The Least Bothered By Scruples Of Conscience," Abbé Chevance Used To Say.... Even Sin, Once The Will Is Detached And No Longer Nourishes It, Withers And Dies Sterile. It Is In The Secret Of Intentions, Like In A Decomposing Humus, In The Dark Forest Of Future Sins, Unpardoned Sins, Half Dead, Half Living, That New Poisons Are Distilled.