The process of living seems to consist in coming to realize truths so ancient and simple that, if stated, they sound like barren platitudes.

If you haven't met Satan recently, you are probably going his way!

The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal.

Our prayers for others flow more easily than those for ourselves. This shows we are made to live by charity.

If these holy places, things, and days cease to remind us, if they obliterate our awareness that all ground is holy and every bush (could we but perceive it) a Burning Bush, then the hallows begin to do harm. Hence both the necessity, and the perennial danger, of 'religion.'

We make men without chests and expect from them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst.

Christian love, either towards God or towards man, is an affair of the will.