Humour is...the all-consoling and...the all-excusing, grace of life.
Sleeping on a dragon's hoard with greedy, dragonish thoughts in his heart, he had become a dragon himself.
Disobedience to conscience makes conscience blind.
Everyone feels benevolent if nothing happens to be annoying him at the moment.
If I had really cared as I thought I did about the sorrows of the world I should not have been so overwhelmed when my own sorrow came- I thought I trusted the rope until it mattered to me whether it would bear me, now it matters and I find I didn't.
If we only have the will to walk, then God is pleased with our stumbles.