The Greatness Of Man Lies In His

The Love Of God Is A Hard Love. It Demands Total Self-surrender, Disdain Of Our Human Personality. And Yet It Alone Can Reconcile Us To Suffering And The Deaths Of Children, It Alone Can Justify Them, Since We Cannot Understand Them, And We Can Only Make God's Will Ours.

What, In Fact, Is A Novel But A Universe In Which Action Is Endowed With Form, Where Final Words Are Pronounced, Where People Possess One Another Completely, And Where Life Assumes The Aspect Of Destiny?

Independence Is Earned By A Few Words Of Cheap Confidence

Since We're All Going To Die, It's Obvious That When And How Don't Matter.

As Soon As One Does Not Kill Oneself, One Must Keep Silent About Life.