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If the certainty of faith were dependent upon scientific-historical verification alone, it would always remain open to revision.

Envy of those whom one despises is a degrading passion and may well poison a whole life. - Ressentiment

All through my life I have made sacrifices, and the memory of them has poisoned my mind, nourishing and fattening the kind of rancorous resentment that grows worse with the passage of the years.

x. The darkness of human sin cannot finally affect God‘s persistent calling of men and women toward love.

Those who take lightly the promises they make to those they love are people who find little lasting satisfaction in life.

“Trust will kill you,” he said
“Then it is better to die.”

…this was my sin: I sought delights, and lofty places, and truths, not in him, but in his creatures, in myself, and in others. And so I rushed headlong into sorrows, defeats, and errors.

…to be friendly with the world is to fornicate against you…

Her confidence had come from naïveté.

All of these stories are just tales told by people who lived lives before ours. What they say about humankind is true.

…you don’t understand a man until you understand what makes him do what he does.

It seemed that to believe in any faith was to become arrogant.

…every once in a while, like a flash of heat lightning, the self-giving of someone like Father Capodanno illuminates the mystery of nobility in an ignoble world.

Sweat in peace saves lives in war.

It was a powerful man indeed who could mix integrity with savvy.

You will find that hate can unify people more quickly and more fervently than devotion ever could.

He had developed self-control, diplomacy, and other restraining traits which were not the result of repression, but of integration.

Barney realized he had to pray for all the violence and anger throughout the world. At the same time he felt he could not just pray to bring about change; he too had to heal the pain and problems of the world.

The public schools give them boys three tools, Digby. Knowledge, ceremony, and sport.

Travel, the casual come and go of strange faces, people for whom she cared nothing and who did not care for her, these were not her life.

Though beauty was his soul’s food, it was not all beauty for which he hungered, but only one kind of beauty.

Susan completely misunderstands Mark’s problem.

…she knew, not so much by knowledge as by instinct, that she could comprehend infinitely more happiness than she now had in everything, and that she was capable of a profounder peace than the peace of this life with which she was now quite content.