Aravis also had many quarrels (and, I'm afraid, even fights) with Cor, but they always made it up again: so that years later, when they were grown up, they were so used to quarrelling and making it up again that they got married so as to go on doing it more conveniently.

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

Friends are like coals in a fire - together, they glow; apart, they grow cold.

One must never be either content with, or impatient with, oneself.

I am only trying to call attention to a fact; the fact that this year, of this month, or, more likely, this very day, we have failed to practice ourselves the kind of behaviour we expect from other people.

The enemy will not see you vanish into God's company without an effort to reclaim you.

A man does not call a line crooked unless he has some idea of a straight line.