You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.

Few men looked on her without becoming, in a certain fashion, her lovers. But it was the kind of love that made them not less true, but truer, to their own wives.

Wouldn't he know without being asked?' said Polly. 'I've no doubt he would,' said the Horse (still with his mouth full). 'But I've a sort of an idea he likes to be asked.

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

Falling in love is something that happens to us, being is love is something we do. No passion is self preservatory.

Anyone who endeavors to be a Christian will soon find his intelligence being sharpened. You are embarking on something that is going to take the whole of you, brains and all.

I wish we didn't live in a world where buying and selling things seems to have become almost more important than either producing or using them.