We are not the playwright, we are not the producer, we are not even the audience. We are on the stage.

He is not the soul of Nature, nor any part of Nature. He inhabits eternity: He dwells in a high and holy place: heaven is His throne, not his vehicle, earth is his footstool, not his vesture. One day he will dismantle both and make a new heaven and earth. He is not to be identified even with the 'divine spark' in man. He is 'God and not man.

When there came a sound that I'd never heard the like of in all my born days. Eh, I won't forget that. The whole air was full of it, loud as thunder but far longer, cool and sweet as music over water but strong enough to shake the woods. And I said to myself, 'If that's not the Horn, call me a rabbit.

All shall be done, but it may be harder than you think.

The very nature of Joy makes nonsense of our common distinction between having and wanting.

I prefer being honest to being 'honest to God.'

See the bear in his own den before you judge of his conditions.