Something quite unexpected has happened. It came this morning early. For various reasons, not in themselves at all mysterious, my heart was lighter than it had been for many weeks. ... And suddenly, at the very moment when, so far, I mourned H. least, I remembered her best. Indeed it was something (almost) better than memory; an instantaneous, unanswerable impression. To say it was like a meeting would be going too far. Yet there was that in it which tempts one to use those words. It was as though the lifting of the sorrow removed a barrier.

The sin both of men and of angels, was rendered possible by the fact that God gave us free will.

God has infinite attention to spare for each one of us.

There might be things more terrible even than losing someone you love by death.

Die before you die, there is no chance after.

Is any pleasure on Earth as great as a circle of Christian friends?

You know me better than you think, you know, and you shall know me better yet.