Submit to death, death of your ambitions and favorite wishes every day and death of your whole body in the end: submit with every fiber of your being, and you will find eternal life. Keep back nothing. Nothing that you have not given away will be really yours. Nothing in you that has not died will ever be raised from the dead. . . look to Christ and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in.

The mouse is a fair treat but this one would talk the hind legs off a donkey.

The more lucidly we think, the more we are cut off: the more deeply we enter into reality, the less we can think.

We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us.

The change which the writing wrought in me (and of which I did not write) was only a beginning; only to prepare me for the gods' surgery. They used my own pen to probe my wound.

I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now... Come further up, come further in!

Jesus produced mainly three effects: hatred, terror, adoration. There was no trace of people expressing mild approval.