It is, of course, quite true that God will not love you any less, or have less use for you, if you happen to have been born with a very second-rate brain.
All shall be done, but it may be harder than you think.
I am in love and out of it I will not go.
It is quite useless knocking at the door of heaven for earthly comfort. It's not the sort of comfort they supply there.
God wants a child's heart and a grownup's head.
Nobody who gets enough food and clothing in a world where most are hungry and cold has any business to talk about 'misery.'