I want God, not my idea of God.

The knight is a man of blood and iron, a man familiar with the sight of smashed faces and the ragged stumps of lopped-off limbs; he is also a demure, almost a maidenlike, guest in hall, a gentle, modest, unobtrusive man. He is not a compromise or happy mean between ferocity and meekness; he is fierce to the nth and meek to the nth.

But as for Lucy, she was always gay and golden-haired, and all princes in those parts desired her to be their Queen, and her own people called her Queen Lucy the Valiant.

Power to translate is the test of having really understood one's own meaning.

Human beings judge one another by their external actions. God judges them by their moral choices.

Actually it seems to me that one can hardly say anything either bad enough or good enough about life.

Our Father refreshes us on the journey with some pleasant inns, but will not encourage us to mistake them for home.