The full acting out of the self's surrender to God therefore demands pain: this action, to be perfect, must be done from the pure will to obey, in the absence, or in the teeth, of inclination

Got to start by finding it, have we? Can't start by looking for it, I suppose?

Man must endure his going hence.

Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person's ultimate good as far as it can be obtained.

It is a dreadful truth that the state of having to depend solely on God is what we all dread most.... It is good of Him to force us; but dear me, how hard to feel that it is good at the time.

Never exaggerate. Never say more than you really mean.

Literary experience heals the wound, without undermining the privilege, of individuality.