Every sin is the distortion of an energy breathed into us - an energy which, if not thus distorted, would have blossomed into one of those holy acts whereof 'God did it' and 'I did it' are both true descriptions.

We cannot understand. The best is perhaps what we understand least.

The whole difficulty of understanding Hell is that the thing to be understood is so nearly nothing.

There have been men before who got so interested in proving the existence of God that they came to care nothing for God himself, as if the good Lord had nothing to do but to exist. There have been some who were so preoccupied with spreading Christianity that they never gave a thought to Christ.

'Useful,' and 'necessity' was always 'the tyrant's plea'.

We are finite and God will not call us everywhere or to support every worthy cause. And real needs are not far from us.

No man who says, 'I'm as good as you,' believes it. He would not say it if he did.