You know what this is, I suppose. Religious melancholia. Stop while there is time. If you dive, you dive into insanity.

Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses.

Better to be miserable with her than happy without her. Let our hearts break provided they break together. If the voice within us does not say this it is not the voice of Eros.

Of course, we are to pray for spiritual awakening, and in various ways we can do something toward it. But we must remember that neither Paul nor Apollos gives the increase.

You see, Aslan didn't tell Pole what would happen. He only told her what to do. That fellow will be the death of us once he's up, I shouldn't wonder. But that doesn't let us off following the signs. - The Silver Chair

I believe that if a million chances were likely to do good, they would be given.

Isn't it funny the way some combinations of words can give you--almost apart from their meaning--a thrill like music?