Everyone has moments of weakness. But that doesn't make you weak.

Kissing was an extension of that, a celebration. A little party between us, amplifying our naive joy, our faith that the world was delighted to give us just what we wanted.

Men were always quick to believe in the madness of women.

What mattered to her was that she loved God, whether or not He granted her the consolation and joy of His felt presence.

I just try to love and serve everyone, and bring everyone water, and lend an ear; that's what Jesus said to do.

The female body is a chthonian machine, indifferent to the spirit who inhabits it.

No, I'm not talking about the Russians; I mean the Germans. In spite of everything, to have pushed so far!

Intellectuals are people who believe that ideas are of more importance than values. That is to say, their own ideas and other people's values.

Yes, if the life and death of Socrates are those of a wise man, the life and death of Jesus are those of a god.

Again, it occurred to me how weird it was to be permanent in a place that to everyone else was only temporary. Like I could never be sure if they were the ones who weren't real, or if I was.

Every reasonable human being should be a moderate Socialist.

I do the unpleasant tasks before I do the pleasant ones.