Christ says, 'Give me all. I don't want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want You.'

Our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption. And our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner - no mere tolerance or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment.

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

Love, having become a god, becomes a demon.

Gratitude exclaims, very properly, 'How good of God to give me this.'

Failures are finger posts on the road to achievement.

Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.