Once a man is united to God, how could he not live forever?
When Catholicism goes bad it becomes the religion of amulets and holy places and priestcraft: Protestantism, in its corresponding decay, becomes a vague mist of ethical platitudes
the Divine Nature wounds and perhaps destroys us merely by being what it is.
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
Enemy-occupied territory - that is what this world is.
If God were a Kantian, who would not have us till we came to Him from the purest and best motives, who could be saved?