“Love is fed by the imagination, by which we become wiser than we know, better than we feel, nobler than we are: by which we can see life as a whole, by which and by which alone we can understand others in their real and their ideal relation. Only what is fine, and finely conceived can feed love. But anything will feed hate.”

“A good peace, a solid peace, a peace in which communities can flourish, can only be built when we ask ourselves and each other to be more than just good, and better than just strong. And a good life, a meaningful life, a life in which we can enjoy the world and live with purpose, can only be built if we do more than live for ourselves.”

“Love is a banquet on which we feed.”

“... what we say or do is unimportant; it is merely semblance, beyond which our real life lies concealed... We know this better than we can prove, but in order to prove it we have to express it, and on the path to speech the essential somehow gets lost.”

“With what can we feed the soul in the world of emptiness other than with prayer?”

“We can always hate that which we loved, and with a fire as great as our love once was.”