Fatality Makes Us Invisible.

What Is Essential, Therefore, Is Not That You No Longer Believe, But That God Continues To Believe In You.

The Weak Would Never Enter The Kingdom Of Love.

One Could Be Happy Not Only Without Love, But Despite It.

For You Was I Born, For You Do I Have Life, For You Will I Die, For You Am I Now Dying.

Justice Limps Along, But Gets There All The Same.