It is hardly complimentary to God that we should choose him as an alternative to hell.

Awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.

Because, as we know, almost anything can be read into any book if you are determined enough. This will be especially impressed on anyone who has written fantastic fiction. He will find reviewers, both favourable and hostile, reading into his stories all manner of allegorical meanings which he never intended. (Some of the allegories thus imposed on my own books have been so ingenious and interesting that I often wish I had thought of them myself.)

The terrible thing, the almost impossible thing, is the hand over your whole self--all your wishes and precautions--to Christ.

A man may have to die for our country: but no man must, in any exclusive sense, live for his country. He who surrenders himself without reservation to the temporal claims of a nation, or a party, or a class is rendering to Caesar that which, of all things, most emphatically belongs to God: himself.

A man who has lived in many places is not likely to be deceived by the local errors of his native village; the scholar has lived in many times and is therefore in some degree immune from the great cataract of nonsense that pours from the press and the microphone of his own age.

Men became scientific because they expected Law in Nature, and they expected Law in Nature because they believed in a Law Giver.