we follow One who stood and wept at the grave of Lazarus-not surely, because He was grieved that Mary and Martha wept, and sorrowed for their lack of faith (though some thus interpret) but because death, the punishment of sin, is even more horrible in his eyes than in ours.

Surely arrested development consists not in refusing to lose old things but in failing to add new things.

You die and die and then you are beyond death.

If God thinks this state of war in the universe a price worth paying for free will...then we may take it it is worth paying.

Liking an author may be as involuntary and improbable as falling in love.

The claim to equality, outside of the strictly political field, is made only by those who feel themselves to be in some way inferior.

If these holy places, things, and days cease to remind us, if they obliterate our awareness that all ground is holy and every bush (could we but perceive it) a Burning Bush, then the hallows begin to do harm. Hence both the necessity, and the perennial danger, of 'religion.'