The demand of the loveless and the self-imprisoned that they should be allowed to blackmail the universe: that till they consent to be happy (on their own terms) no one else shall taste joy: that theirs should be the final power; that Hell should be able to veto Heaven.

God is no fonder of intellectual slackers than of any other slackers. If you are thinking of becoming a Christian, I warn you you are embarking on something which is going to take the whole of you, brains and all.

Without sin, the universe is a Solemn Game: and there is no good game without rules.

For the church is not a human society of people united by their natural affinities but the Body of Christ, in which all members, however different, (and He rejoices in their differences and by no means wishes to iron them out) must share the common life, complementing and helping one another precisely by their differences.

Nothing in Man is either worse or better for being shared with the beasts.

Nobody who gets enough food and clothing in a world where most are hungry and cold has any business to talk about 'misery.'

Heaven will display far more variety than Hell.