Humour is...the all-consoling and...the all-excusing, grace of life.

Agnostics talk cheerfully of man's search for God but they might as well talk about the mouse's search for the cat.

Meanwhile, little people like you and me, if our prayers are sometimes granted, beyond all hope and probability, had better not draw hasty conclusions to our own advantage. If we were stronger, we might be less tenderly treated. If we were braver, we might be sent, with far less help, to defend far more desperate posts in the great battle.

What can be better than to get out a book on Saturday afternoon and thrust all mundane considerations away till next week.

Hardship often prepares an ordinary person for an extraordinary destiny.

I sometimes think that shame, mere awkward, senseless shame, does as much towards preventing good acts and straightforward happiness as any of our vices can do.

A man whose life has been transformed by Christ cannot help but have his worldview show through.