Love Is Reducing The Universe To One

As For The Bishop, The Sight Of The Guillotine Was A Great Shock To Him, From Which He Recovered Only Slowly.

The First Proof Of Charity In A Priest, And Especially A Bishop, Is Poverty.

In Love, Such A Word, Whispered, Is A Mysterious Kiss Of The Soul To The Soul.

Melancholy Is The Pleasure Of Being Sad.

There Are Souls Which, Crab-like, Crawl Continually Toward Darkness, Going Back In Life Rather Than Advancing In It, Using What Experience They Have To Increase Their Deformity, Growing Worse Without Ceasing, And Becoming Steeped More And More Thoroughly In An Intensifying Wickedness.