“One would say, to see all these snow-flakes fall, that there was a plague of white butterflies in heaven.”

“Nobody knows like a woman how to say things that are both sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all of woman; this is Heaven.”

“But listen, there will be more joy in heaven over the tears of a repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men.”

“There were corpses here and there and pools of blood. I remember seeing a butterfly flutter up and down that street. Summer does not abdicate.”

“Not seeing people permits one to attribute to them all possible perfections.”

“If people did not love one another, I really don't see what use there would be in having any spring.”

“A reflection from this heaven shone upon the bishop. But it was also a luminous transparency, for this heaven was within him: this heaven was his conscience.”