The doctrine of original sin would alone suffice to make me a Christian, while the doctrine of grace embodies all truths divine and human." "Then are you a believer ?" asked Romilly respectfully.
"No, but I should like to be.

I regard faith as the most precious possession which a man can enjoy in this world.

At Saint-Bartholome, I go to Mass every Sunday and feast day, and I have never once listened to the exposition of the Gospel by the _cure_ without saying to myself: 'I would give all I possess, my house, my acres, my woods, to be as stupid as that animal there.'" Michel, the young painter with the mystic's beard, was saying to Roget, the scene painter: "That poor Chevalier was a man with ideas.

But they were not all good ones.

One evening, he walked into the _brasserie_ radiant and transfigured, sat himself beside us, and twirling his old felt hat between his long red fingers, he cried: 'I have discovered the true manner of acting tragedy.