How monotonously alike all the great tyrants and conquerors have been: how gloriously different are the saints.

Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?

Reality, looked at steadily, is unbearable.

A Christian is not someone who never goes wrong, but one who is enabled to repent and pick himself up and begin again, because the Christ-life is inside him.

Be sure it is not for nothing that the Landlord has knit our hearts so closely to time and place – to one friend rather than another and one shire more that all the land.

You can’t get second things by putting them first. You get second things only by putting first things first.

Write about what really interests you, whether it is real things or imaginary things, and nothing else.