There is a difficulty about disagreeing with God. He is the source from which all your reasoning power comes: you could not be right and he wrong any more than a stream can rise higher than its own source. When you are arguing against Him you are arguing against the very power that makes you able to argue at all: it is like cutting off the branch you are sitting on.

The real job of every moral teacher is to keep bringing us back to the simple principles, which we're so anxious not to see.

She's the sort of woman who lives for others - you can tell the others by their hunted expression.

And the seriousness with which the other party takes my words always raises the doubt whether I have taken them seriously enough myself.

Only He who really lived a human life (and I presume that only one did) can fully taste the horror of death.

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.

The game is to have them all running about with fire extinguishers when there is a flood, and all crowding to that side of the boat which is already nearly gunwale under.