The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning.

The Glory of God, and, as our only means of glorifying Him, the salvation of human souls, is the real business of life.

Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward.

She stepped out from among their shifting confusion of lovely lights and shadows. A circle of grass, smooth as a lawn, met her eyes, with dark trees dancing all around it. And then --Oh Joy! For he was there: the huge Lion, shining white in the moonlight, with his huge black shadow underneath him.

Don't say it was "delightful"; make us say "delightful" when we've read the description.

You cannot love a fellow creature fully till you love God.

No man can be an exile if he remembers that all the world is one city.