He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thinks: there’s another dog.
For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love; the more they give, the more they possess.
All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.
