Eszter Kissová

“It seems that, after nineteen centuries of extraordinary glorification, the small Host for which so many cathedrals have sprung up, the small Host that has rested in millions of breasts and that has found a tabernacle and worshippers even in the desert - it seems that the triumphant Host of Lourdes and the Eucharistic Congresses of Chicago and Carthage remains as unknown, as secret as when it appeared for the first time in a room in Jerusalem. Light is in the world as in the days of St. John the Baptist, and the world does not know it.”

“There is no accident in our choice of reading. All our sources are related.”

“The man who partakes in the breaking of the bread dares to build his house on the very core of love. He becomes, as it were, Godlike, but regardless of the strength he derives from it, his free will remains. We are always free to disown this immense grace, to abuse it. The Greatest Love may be betrayed. Fed on the Living Bread, we nevertheless conceal a part of ourselves which longs for swine's food.”

“A cemetery saddens us because it is the only place of the world in which we do not meet our dead again.”

“Did you ever have a conversation with someone who misunderstood everything you had to say? It's exhausting, and the ironic part is that the more you try and explain yourself, the more mixed up things become. Your best friend knows when you're kidding, venting, and tired. He or she knows you and therefore doesn't read into the things you say.”

“Human love is often but the encounter of two weaknesses.”

“Doubt is nothing but a trivial agitation on the surface of the soul, while deep down there is a calm certainty.”

“The scapegoat has always had the mysterious power of unleashing man's ferocious pleasure in torturing, corrupting, and befouling.”

“We are, all of us, molded and remolded by those who have loved us, and though that love may pass, we remain none the less their work--a work that very likely they do not recognize, and which is never exactly what they intended.”

“What makes a poet is, surely, the love of these things, a desperate search for the tiny ray of sunshine which used to flicker on the floor of a child’s bedroom.”

“Often I am struck in amazement about a word: I suddenly realize that the complete arbitrariness of our language is but a part of the arbitrariness of our own world in general.”

“There is a ghost That eats hankerchiefs; It keeps you company On all your travels.”

“Chess truly uncovers whether or not someone has imagination and takes initiative.”

“My method is to find a word with a gesture.”

“A poet must have died as a man before he is worth anything as a poet”

“For me, there is only one means of ensuring that I do not lose respect for myself: constant criticism.”

“If I did not love what is present, if I could not cling to this enormous, safe parachute, I would long since have fallen into the abyss.”

“Often I am struck in amazement about a word: I suddenly realize that the complete arbitrariness of our language is but a part of the arbitrariness of our own world in general.”

“If modern civilization man had to kill the animals he eats, the number of vegetarians would rise astronomically.”