The sensitivity of men to small matters, and their indifference to great ones, indicates a strange inversion.
We never love a person, but only qualities.
It is the heart which perceives God and not the reason. That is what faith is: God perceived by the heart, not by the reason.
It is good to be tired and wearied by the futile search after the true good, that we may stretch out our arms to the Redeemer.
Man’s greatness lies in his power of thought.
Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it.
All of our reasoning ends in surrender to feeling.
If we examine our thoughts, we shall find them always occupied with the past and the future.
Faith embraces many truths which seem to contradict each other.
To have no time for philosophy is to be a true philosopher.