Everything that makes man feel that mystery envelops him makes him more intelligent.

In an age in which the media broadcast countless pieces of foolishness, the educated man is defined not by what he knows, but by what he doesn't know.

Modern man is a prisoner who thinks he is free because he refrains from touching the walls of his dungeon.

Hierarchies are celestial. In hell all are equal.

Many love humanity only in order to forget God with a clear conscience.

Faith is not knowledge of an object but communion with it.

In the intelligent man faith is the only remedy for anguish.The fool is cured by “reason, ” “progress, ” alcohol, work.

In spiritually arid centuries, the only man to realize that the century is dying from thirst is the man who still harnesses an underground spring.

Modern man is a prisoner who thinks he is free because he refrains from touching thewalls of his dungeon.

Phrases are pebbles that the writer tosses into the reader’s soul.The diameter of the concentric waves they displace depends on the dimensions of the pond.

In unremarkable texts we soon trip on phrases that penetrate into us, as if a sword has thrust up to its hilt inside us.

Literature sustains life because it captures death in its forward march. Clickety-clickety-clack, the wheels go round and round ...

We often agree with the devil’s lies and support his opinion about us by our actions

Every year, when you're a child, you become a different person.

Every morning I tell myself, 'Today has to be productive' - and then something happens that prevents me from writing.

Everyone now has a sacred cow in the tax code. For my money, the most sacred thing of all is our country and its growth, but the sacred cows have turned into a pack of wolves.

I deserve all the love you can spare me. And I want a lot more than I deserve.

By the age of eighteen, a human has acquired enough joy and heartache to provide the food of reflection for a century.

Canadians, do not vomit on me!

Nobody can make you happy but yourself. Things occupy us, people occupy us, but they don't make us happy. If we are honest, what makes us happy is to experience spirit.

There are different flavours of sexiness.