Christianity is Platonism for the people.
There was once a community of scoundrels, that is to say, they were not scoundrels, but ordinary people.
There has never been a time in which I have been convinced from within myself that I am alive. You see, I have only such a fugitive awareness of things around me that I always feel they were once real and are now fleeting away. I have a constant longing, my dear sir, to catch a glimpse of things as they may have been before they show themselves to me. I feel that they were calm and beautiful. It must be so, for I often hear people talking about them as though they were.
I can prove at any time that my education tried to make another person out of me than the one I became. It is for the harm, therefore, that my educators could have done me in accordance with their intentions that I reproach them; I demand from their hands the person I now am, and since they cannot give him to me, I make of my reproach and laughter a drumbeat sounding in the world beyond.
Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
Now the Sirens have a still more fatal weapon than their song, namely their silence. . . someone might possibly have escaped from their singing; but from their silence, certainly never.
There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.
Swords can’t solve every problem.
For seven years I did very little theatre, and I have to make up some time.
Marriage - as its veterans know well - is the continuous process of getting used to things you hadn't expected.
Apparently God takes reception of Holy Communion seriously. Apparently some things are more sacred than politics. Apparently it's all or nothing when it comes to being Catholic.