In Everything One Thing Is Impossible: Rationality.

Something Unappeased, Unappeasable, Is Within Me.

Love, Too, Has To Be Learned.

War Has Always Been The Grand Sagacity Of Every Spirit Which Has Grown Too Inward And Too Profound; Its Curative Power Lies Even In The Wounds One Receives.

One Receives As Reward For Much Ennui, Despondency, Boredom -such As A Solitude Without Friends, Books, Duties, Passions Must Bring With It -those Quarter-hours Of Profoundest Contemplation Within Oneself And Nature. He Who Completely Entrenches Himself Against Boredom Also Entrenches Himself Against Himself: He Will Never Get To Drink The Strongest Refreshing Draught From His Own Innermost Fountain.

The Church Is Precisely That Against Which Jesus Preached -- And Against Which He Taught His Disciples To Fight.