Many things, such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly - are done worst when we try hardest to do them.

The real Oxford is a close corporation of jolly, untidy, lazy, good-for-nothing humorous old men, who have been electing their own successors ever since the world began and who intend to go on with it. They'll squeeze under the Revolution or leap over it when the time comes, don't you worry.

God is the only comfort, He is also the supreme terror: the thing we most need and the thing we most want to hide from.

Good and evil increase at compound interest. That's why the little decisions we make every day are of infinite importance.

Grief. The pain now is part of the happiness then. That's the deal.

Pure, spiritual, intellectual love shot form their faces like barbedlightning. It was so unlike the love we experience that its expressioncould easily be mistaken for ferocity.

We must learn by experience to avoid either trains of thought or social situations which for us (not necessarily for everyone) lead to temptations. Like motoring-don't wait till the last moment before you put on the brakes but put them on, gently and quietly, while the danger is still a good way off.