The love of our neighbor in all its fullness simply means being able to say to him, "What are you going through?"

Human existence is so fragile a thing and exposed to such dangers that I cannot love without trembling.

Love is not consolation. It is light.

Love of God is pure when joy and suffering inspire an equal degree of gratitude.

In Switzerland they had brotherly love, five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did they produce? The cuckoo clock!

No matter where we come from, a little sugar is what everybody demands in life, what everybody needs in life. It's perhaps the main ingredient that keeps us alive.