The gap between those who worship different gods is not so wide as the gap between those who worship and those who don't.

“Who are you?” One who has waited long for you to speak.

That fierce imprisonment in the self is but the obverse of the self-giving which is absolute reality.

In our world," said Eustace, "a star is a huge ball of flaming gas." Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is, but only what it is made of.

Nothing can seem extraordinary until you have discovered what is ordinary.

It is when we notice the dirt that God is most present in us; it is the very sign of His presence.

This is where men, even the trustiest, fail us. Their heart is never so wholly given to any matter but that some trifle of a meal, or a drink, or a sleep, or a joke, or a girl, may come in between them and it, and then (even if you are a queen) you'll get no more good out of them until they've had their way.