We were made not primarily that we may love God, but that God may love us.

Notice how we are perpetually surprised at Time. ('How time flies! Fancy John being grown-up and married! I can hardly believe it!') In heavens name, why? Unless, indeed, there is something in us which is not temporal.

A clever arrangement of bad eggs will never make a good omelet.

When the opposite of your prayer occurs, your prayer hasn't been ignored; it's been considered & refused for your ultimate good.

This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.

God is the food our spirits were designed to feed on.

God is, if I may say it, very unscrupulous