We only learn to behave ourselves in the presence of God.

You find out the strength of a wind by trying to walk against it, not by lying down.

We do not want to merely “see” beauty. We want to be united with it, to receive it into ourselves, to become part of it.

Lust is a poor, weak, whimpering, whispering thing compared with that richness and energy of desire which will arise when lust has been killed.

Human intellect is incurably abstract.

The great thing is to be found at one's post as a child of God, living each day as though it were our last, but planning as though the world might last a hundred years.

An explanation of cause is not a justification by reason.