One of the marks of a certain type of bad man is that he cannot give up a thing himself without wanting every one else to give it up. That is not the Christian way. An individual Christian may see fit to give up all sorts of things for special reasons--marriage, or meat, or beer, or the cinema; but the moment he starts saying the things are bad in themselves, or looking down his nose at other people who do use them, he has taken the wrong turning.

[the difference between the old and the new education being] in a word, the old was a kind of propagation-men transmitting manhood to men; the new is merely propaganda.

The hard sayings of our Lord are wholesome to those only who find them hard.

Every disability conceals a vocation, if only we can find it, which will 'turn the necessity to glorious gain.

The bolt of Tash falls from above!' 'Does it ever get caught on a hook halfway?

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.

Think of me as a fellow patient in the same hospital who, having been admitted a little earlier could give some advice.