Maxioms by Miguel De Unamuno
Feast of All Souls If you ask me how I believe in God, how God creates Himself in me, read more
Feast of All Souls If you ask me how I believe in God, how God creates Himself in me, and reveals Himself to me, my answer may perhaps provoke your smiles or laughter, and even scandalize you. I believe in God as I believe in my friends, because I feel the breath of His affection, feel His invisible and intangible hand drawing me, leading me, grasping me.
Cure yourself of the affliction of caring how you appear to others. Concern yourself only with how you appear before read more
Cure yourself of the affliction of caring how you appear to others. Concern yourself only with how you appear before God, Concern yourself only with the idea that God may have of you.
When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid read more
When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid -- in which case all comment is superfluous -- or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.
Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.
It is sad not to love, but it is much sadder not to be able to love.
It is sad not to love, but it is much sadder not to be able to love.
