Perhaps the experience had been so complete that repetition would be vulgarity - like asking to hear the same symphony twice in a day.

Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone.

we follow One who stood and wept at the grave of Lazarus-not surely, because He was grieved that Mary and Martha wept, and sorrowed for their lack of faith (though some thus interpret) but because death, the punishment of sin, is even more horrible in his eyes than in ours.

The gap between those who worship different gods is not so wide as the gap between those who worship and those who don't.

The man in Christ rose again, not only the God.

Every sin is the distortion of an energy breathed into us - an energy which, if not thus distorted, would have blossomed into one of those holy acts whereof 'God did it' and 'I did it' are both true descriptions.

It seems to me that we often, almost sulkily, reject the good that God offers us because, at that moment, we expected some other good.