Inner silence is for our race a difficult achievement. There is a chattering part of the mind which continues, until it is corrected, to chatter on even in the holiest places.

I see people, as they approach me, trying to make up their minds whether they'll 'say something about it' or not. I hate if they do, and if they don't.

If you think of this world as a place intended simply for our happiness, you find it quite intolerable: think of it as a place of training and correction and it's not so bad.

Those that hate goodness are sometimes nearer than those that know nothing at all about it and think they have it.

It is often little things that are hardest to stand.

Christianity has not message for those who do not realize they are sinners.

Joy is the serious business of heaven. Our merriment must be between people who take each other seriously.