Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.

It is so fatally easy to confuse an aesthetic appreciation of the spiritual life with the life itself-to dream that you have waked, washed, and dressed and then to find yourself still in bed.

Holiness is irresistible. If even 10% of the world's population had it the whole world would be converted and happy before the year's end.

Grief. The pain now is part of the happiness then. That's the deal.

The value of the individual does not lie in him. He receives it by union with Christ.

Every Christian would agree that a man's spiritual health is exactly proportional to his love for God.

Do I think well of myself, think myself a nice chap? WEll, I am afraid I sometimes do (and those are, no doubt, my worst moments).