Hell, Madame, Is To Love No Longer.

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.

All Her Life She [chantal] Had Been Carefully, Heroically Watching Over Mediocre Beings Who Were Hardly Real, Over Things Of No Value.

If Hell Has No Answer For The Questioning Dead, It Is Not Because It Refuses To Answer (for Rigorous, Alas, In Observance, Is The Imperishable Fire), But It Is Because Hell Has Nothing To Say, Will Say Nothing Eternally.

...the Most Dangerous Shortsightedness Consists In Underestimating The Mediocre.

Who Are You To Condemn Another's Sin? He Who Condemns Sin Becomes Part Of It, Espouses It.