We come to Scripture not to learn a subject but to steep ourselves in a person.

I have often repented of speech but hardly ever of silence.

Look for Christ and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in

There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously - no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption.

That world is ended, as if it had never been. Let the race of Adam and Eve take warning.

For me, reason is the natural organ of truth; but imagination is the organ of meaning. Imagination, producing new metaphors or revivifying old, is not the cause of truth, but its condition.

How difficult it is to avoid having a special standard for oneself.