The moment you wake up each morning, all your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists in shoving it all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other, larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in.

Mercy detached from justice grows unmerciful.

True humility is more like self-forgetfulness than false modesty.

The human mind is generally far more eager to praise and dispraise than to describe and define. It wants to make every distinction a distinction of value; hence those fatal critics who can never point out the differing quality of two poets without putting them in an order of preference as if they were candidates for a prize.

Obedience is the road to freedom, humility the road to pleasure, unity the road to personality.

It certainly is my opinion that a book worth reading only in childhood is not worth reading even then.

What would really satisfy us would be a God who said of anything we happened to like doing, 'What does it matter so long as they are contented?'