Leer, leer, leer; ¿seré lectura mañana también yo? ¿Seré mi creador, mi criatura, seré lo que pasó? - Miguel de Unamuno

The chiefest sanctity of a temple is that it is a place to which men go to weep in common.

What we believe to be the motives of our conduct are usually just the pretexts for it.

We must needs believe in the other life, in the eternal life beyond the grave. ...And we must needs believe in that other life, perhaps, in order that we may deserve it, in order that we may obtain it, for it may be that he neither deserves it nor will obtain it who does not passionately desire it above reason and, if need be, against reason.