Play is the exultation of the possible.
God wants man to fulfill his commands as a human being and with the quality peculiar to human beings.
The law is not thrust upon man; it rests deep within him, to waken when the call comes.
I do, indeed, close my door at times and surrender myself to a book, but only because I can open the door again and see a human face looking at me.
The armored cars of dreams, contrived to let us do so many a dangerous thing.
What childishness is it that while there’s breath of life in our bodies, we are determined to rush to see the sun the other way around?
For sin is just this, what man cannot by its very nature do with his whole being; it is possible to silence the conflict in the soul, but it is not possible to uproot it.
To be old can be glorious if one has not unlearned how to begin.
The world is not comprehensible, but it is embraceable: through the embracing of one of its beings.
Solitude is the place of purification.