Man has, as it were, become a kind of prosthetic God. When he puts on all his auxiliary organs, he is truly magnificent but those organs have not grown on him and they still give him much trouble at times.

Happiness is neither without us nor within us. It is in God, both without us and within us.

In other words, a person who is fanatic in matters of religion, and clings to certain ideas about the nature of God and the universe, becomes a person who has no faith at all.

The eye with which I see God is the same eye with which God sees me.

Next to God we are nothing. To God we are Everything.

I may be as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best.

It is the heart which perceives God and not the reason. That is what faith is: God perceived by the heart, not by the reason.

God has entrusted me with myself.

I grow daily to honour facts more and more, and theory less and less. A fact, it seems to me, is a great thing a sentence printed, if not by God, then at least by the Devil.

What ever disunites man from God, also disunites man from man.