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?'

The hills and valleys of Heaven will be to those you now experience not as a copy is to an original, nor as the substitute is to the genuine article, but as the flower to the root, or the diamond to the coal.

The human heart is not unchanging (nay, changes almost out of recognition in the twinkling of an eye).

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

Virtue - even attempted virtue - brings light; indulgence brings fog.

Materialism is in fact no protection. Those who seek it in that hope (they are not a negligible class) will be disappointed. The thing you fear is impossible. Well and good. Can you therefore cease to fear it? Not here and now. And what then? If you must see ghosts, it is better not to disbelieve in them.

Prayer does not change God; it changes me.