In worship, God imparts himself to us.

Think of a country where people were admired for running away in battle, or where a man felt proud of double-crossing all the people who had been kindest to him. You might just as well try to imagine a country where two and two made five.

Pure, spiritual, intellectual love shot form their faces like barbedlightning. It was so unlike the love we experience that its expressioncould easily be mistaken for ferocity.

For the Christian, there are, strictly speaking, no chances. A secret Master of the Ceremonies has been at work.

Praise is the mode of love which always has some element of joy in it.

If we will not learn to eat the only food that the universe grows...then we must starve eternally.

Readers are advised to remember that the devil is a liar.