Only a bad person needs to repent: only a good person can repent perfectly.

Where, except in uncreated light, can the darkness be drowned?

In Science we have been reading only the notes to a poem; in Christianity we find the poem itself.

We have not long to live in any event. Let us spend what is left in seeking the unpeopled world behind the sunrise.

As Christians we are tempted to make unnecessary concessions to those outside the faith. We give in too much. Now, I don't mean that we should run the risk of making a nuisance of ourselves by witnessing at improper times, but there comes a time when we must show that we disagree.

For the Present is the point at which time touches eternity.

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.