No time for better words, no time to unsay anything. -Til We Have Faces

The Glory of God, and, as our only means of glorifying Him, the salvation of human souls, is the real business of life.

If one could run without getting tired I don't think one would often want to do anything else.

With the possible exception of the equator, everything begins somewhere.

The real trouble is that 'kindness' is a quality fatally easy to attribute to ourselves on quite inadequate grounds. Everyone feels benevolent if nothing happens to be annoying him at the moment. Thus a man easily comes to console himself for all his other vices by a conviction that 'his heart's in the right place' and 'he wouldn't hurt a fly,' though in fact he has never made the slightest sacrifice for a fellow creature. We think we are kind when we are only happy: it is not so easy, on the same grounds, to imagine oneself temperate, chaste, or humble.

Christian principles are, admittedly, stricter than the others; but then we think you will get help towards obeying them which you will not get towards obeying the others.

God loves us NOT because we're lovable, because He is love. Not because He needs to receive, because He delights to give.