We are not our own light.

I love good and pleasure, I hate evil and pain, I want to be happy and I am not mistaken in believing, that people, angels and even demons have those same inclinations.

As our bodies live upon the earth and find sustenance in the fruits which it produces, so our minds feed on the same truths as the intelligible and immutable substance of the divine Word contains.

Attentiveness is the natural prayer of the Soul.

We are made to know and love God.

Just as our eyes need light in order to see, our minds need ideas in order to create.

God transforms, so to speak, this air into words, into various sounds. He makes you understand these various sounds through the modifications by which you are affected.

You cannot of yourself move your arm or alter your position, situation, posture, do to other men good or evil, or effect the least change in the world.

I do not believe there is anything useful which men can know with exactitude that they cannot know by arithmetic and algebra.

Prejudices are not easily got rid of as an old coat which is no longer thought of.

One should assiduously pursue perfection without ever claiming to attain it.

A therapist who rushes to help forgets to listen.

You two want to get a room?" Dean asked."We already have one, " Lucy answered.

Let us reflect, if we wish to be brilliant. Too much improvisation empties the mind in a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen.

They [442nd Regimental Combat Team] did more than defend America. They helped define America at its best...Rarely has a nation been so well served by a people it has so ill-treated.

The alleycats manipulate the blocks with gutter magic

PIG, n. An animal ("Porcus omnivorus") closely allied to the human race by the splendor and vivacity of its appetite, which, however, is inferior in scope, for it sticks at pig.

It is now in Gordon Brown's - and the Labour party's - best interests for those seeking the prime minister's immediate departure to back off.

Life is not a spectator sport.

I detest heavy perfume and shrill voices.

It is a happy art to know when one has said enough. I would leave my hearers wishing me to say more rather than give them cause toshow, by their inattention, that I had said too much.