If God were a Kantian, who would not have us till we came to Him from the purest and best motives, who could be saved?

Consciousness is either inexplicable illusion, or else revelation.

We who defend Christianity find ourselves constantly opposed not by the irreligion of our headers but by their real religion.

We have a strange illusion that mere time cancels sin. I have heard others, and I have heard myself, recounting cruelties and falsehoods committed in boyhood as if they were no concern of the present speaker's, and even with laughter. But mere time does nothing either to the fact or to the guilt of a sin. The guilt is washed out not by time but by repentance and the blood of Christ: if we have repented these early sins we should remember the price of our forgiveness and be humble.

We meet no ordinary people in our lives.

The Moral Law tells us the tune we have to play: our instincts are merely the keys.

Do not be deceived, Wormwood. Our cause is never more in danger than when a human, no longer desiring, but still intending, to do our Enemy's will, looks round upon a universe from which every trace of Him seems to have vanished, and asks why he has been forsaken, and still obeys.