I have seen something like it happen in battle. A man was coming at me, I at him, to kill. Then came a sudden great gust of wind that wrapped out cloaks over our swords and almost over our eyes, so that we could do nothing to one another but must fight the wind itself. And that ridiculous contention, so foreign to the business we were on, set us both laughing, face to face - friends for a moment - and then at once enemies again and forever.

If we cut up beasts simply because they cannot prevent us and because we are backing our own side in the struggle for existence, it is only logical to cut up imbeciles, criminals, enemies, or capitalists for the same reasons.

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

You don’t think – not possibly – not as a mere hundredth chance – there might be things that are real though we can’t see them? … If there are souls, could there not be soul-houses?

The discomfiture we feel may be our most accurate human sensation; reminding us we are not quite "at home" here.

A sign of a culture that has lost its faith - Moral collapse follows upon spiritual collapse.

Those that hate goodness are sometimes nearer than those that know nothing at all about it and think they have it.