Each day a day goes by.

A wise traveller never despises his own country.

The blush is beautiful, but it is sometimes convenient.

The world is a beautiful book, but of little use to him who cannot read it.

He who never leaves his country is full of prejudices.

Noble bold is an accident of fortune; noble actions characterize the great.

Pretexts are not wanting when one wishes to use them.

Noble bold is an accident of fortune; noble actions characterize the great. [It., Il sangue nobile e un accidente della fortuna; le azioni nobili caratterizzano il grande.]

He only half dies who leaves an image of himself in his sons.

A wise traveler never despises his own country. [It., Un viaggiatore prudente non disprezza mai il suo paese.]

He who talks much cannot talk well.

The sacred is discovered in what moves and touches us, in what makes us tremble.

Forgiveness is a gift you give yourself.

There is nothing Tourettic about the New York City subways.

He that's cheated twice by the same man is an accomplice with the cheater.

Reason transformed into prejudice is the worst form of prejudice, because reason is the only instrument for liberation from prejudice.

There is a terrible truthfulness about photography that sometimes makes a thing look ridiculous.

Prisons are like the concentration camps of our time. So many go in and never come out, and primarily they're black and Latino.

He who establishes his argument by noise and command shows that his reason is weak.

I do think in the present state of both the Church and society we have a long way to go toward accepting and loving others that look or act differently than we do.

There are no greater adversaries than yin and yang, because nothing in Heaven or on Earth escapes them. But it is not yin and yang that do this, it is your heart that makes it so.