It is the perpetual dread of fear, the fear of fear, that shapes the face of a brave man. – Georges Bernanos
No one ever discovers the depths of his own loneliness. – Georges Bernanos
It is the perpetual dread of fear, the fear of fear, that shapes the face of a brave man. – Georges Bernanos
No one ever discovers the depths of his own loneliness. – Georges Bernanos
A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread. – Georges Bernanos
What does the truth matter? Havent we mothers all given our sons a taste for lies, lies which from the cradle upwards lull them, reassure them, send them to sleep: lies as soft and warm as a breast! – Georges Bernanos