If all experienced God in the same way and returned Him an identical worship, the song of the Church triumphant would have no symphony, it would be played like an orchestra in which all instruments played the same note.

Whatever you do, He will make good of it. But not the good He had prepared for you if you had obeyed him.

What would really satisfy us would be a God who said of anything we happened to like doing, 'What does it matter so long as they are contented?'

All Hell is smaller than one pebble of your earthly world; but it is smaller than one atom of this world, the Real World.

I think that if God forgives us we must forgive ourselves. Otherwise, it is almost like setting up ourselves as a higher tribunal than Him.

The love of knowledge is a kind of madness.

Thirst was made for water. Inquiry for truth.