Humanism was not wrong in thinking that truth, beauty, liberty, and equality are of infinite value, but in thinking that man can get them for himself without grace.
Human beings are so made that the ones who do the crushing feel nothing; it is the person crushed who feels what is happening. Unless one has placed oneself on the side of the oppressed, to feel with them, one cannot understand.
For when two beings who are not friends are near each other there is no meeting, and when friends are far apart there is no separation.
Nothing is less instructive than a machine.
Evil being the root of mystery, pain is the root of knowledge.
Every time that I think of the crucifixion of Christ, I commit the sin of envy.
Every perfect life is a parable invented by God.
Equality is the public recognition, effectively expressed in institutions and manners, of the principle that an equal degree of attention is due to the needs of all human beings.
Difficult as it is really to listen to someone in affliction, it is just as difficult for him to know that compassion is listening to him.
Culture is an instrument wielded by teachers to manufacture teachers, who, in their turn, will manufacture still more teachers.
Charity. To love human beings in so far as they are nothing. That is to love them as God does.
Beauty always promises, but never gives anything.
Attachment is the great fabricator of illusions; reality can be attained only by someone who is detached.
Force is as pitiless to the man who possesses it, or thinks he does, as it is to its victims; the second it crushes, the first it intoxicates. The truth is, nobody really possesses it.
Most works of art, like most wines, ought to be consumed in the district of their fabrication.