If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the world, and that his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a continent that joins to them.

To think ill of mankind, and not wish ill to them, is perhaps the highest wisdom and virtue.

I have said this before, but I shall say it again and again and again: your boys are not going to be sent into any foreign wars.

All men naturally hate each other. We have used concupiscence as best we can to make it serve the common good, but this is mere sham and a false image of charity, for essentially it is just hate.

There are chance meetings with strangers that interest us from the first moment, before a word is spoken.

When you name yourself, you always name another.

We have really everything in common with America nowadays, except, of course, language.

Nationalism is an infantile disease, the measles of mankind.

No man has any natural authority over his fellow man.

France has neither winter, summer, nor morals—apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country.

Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it.

The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.