There is a kind of happiness and wonder that makes you serious. It is too good to waste on jokes.

You must have a capacity to receive, or even omnipotence can't give.

The best fruits are plucked for each by some hand that is not his own.

The naturalists have been engaged in thinking about Nature. They have not attended to the fact that they were thinking. The moment one attends to this it is obvious that one's own thinking cannot be merely a natural event, and that therefore something other than nature exists. The Supernatural is not remote or abstruse; it is a matter of daily and hourly experience, as intimate as breathing.

A noble hunger, long unsatisfied, met at last its proper food.

To make Christianity a private affair while banishing all privacy is to relegate it to the rainbow's end or the Greek Calends.

[Milton's] argument is (a) St. Augustine was wrong in thinking God's only purpose in giving Adam a female, instead of a male, companion, was copulation. For (b) there is a "peculiar comfort" in the society of man and woman "beside, (i.e. in addition to, apart from) the genial bed"; and (c) we know from Scripture that something analogous to "play" or "slackening the cords" occurs even in God. That is why the Song of Songs describes a thousand raptures...far on the hither side of carnal enjoyment.