We refuse to despair of mankind. Without having the unreasonable ambition to save men, we still want to serve them.

I know that man is capable of great deeds. But if he isn't capable of great emotion, well, he leaves me cold.

The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits.

I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.

But, you know, I feel more fellowship with the defeated than with saints. Heroism and sanctity don't really appeal to me, I imagine. What interests me is being a man.

And indeed it could be said that once the faintest stirring of hope became possible, the dominion of plague was ended.

For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single moment's human suffering

Do you believe in God, doctor?"No - but what does that really mean? I'm fumbling in the dark, struggling to make something out. But I've long ceased finding that original.

But memory is less disposed to compromise

It is in the thick of a calamity that one gets hardened to the truth, in other words to silence.

Why, because an author has more rights than ordinary people, as everybody knows. People will stand much more from him.

I don't like lollipops.

Time is a great teacher, but Cosmic Ordering is a great provider.

Change is fearful, but at the end it is beautiful.

If seeing her an hour before her lastWeak cough into all blackness I could yetBe held by chalk-white

The noise distorts the truth but we can break through, we need to base our foundation upon the Rock.

You can only get really unpopular decisions through if the electorate is convinced of the value of the environment. That's what natural history programmes should be for.

I do not dislike teaching when the boys behave themselves.

There is nothing so great or so goodly in creation, but that it is a mean symbol of the gospel of Christ, and of the things He has prepared for them that love Him.

Ferrari leads, McLaren second, McLaren second, Jordan third, and Benneton fifth and sixth.

O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes, The poets labouring all their days To build a perfect beauty in rhyme Are overthrown by a woman's gaze.