God creates out of nothing. Wonderful you say. Yes$$$ to be sure$$$ but he does what is still more wonderful: he makes saints out of sinners.

You train yourself in the art of being mysterious to everyone. My dear friend! What if there were no one who cared about guessing your riddle? what pleasure would you then take in it?

What is existence for but to be laughed at if men in their twenties have already attained the utmost?

To grumble about the world and its unhappiness is always easier than to beat one's breast and groan over oneself.

But doubt is wily and cunning and never$$$ as it is sometimes said to be$$$ loud or defiant. It is unassuming and sly$$$ not bold or assertive - and the more unassuming$$$ the more dangerous.

A man who as a physical being is always turned toward the outside$$$ thinking that his happiness lies outside him$$$ finally turns inward and discovers that the source is within him.

Faith is namely this paradox that the single individual is higher than the universal.

It is a question of discovering a truth which is truth for me$$$ of finding the idea for which I am willing to live and die.

No one comes back from the dead$$$ no one has entered the world without crying; no one is asked when he wishes to enter life$$$ nor when he wishes to leave.

What distinguishes all love from lust is the fact that it bears an impress of eternity.