Those that hate goodness are sometimes nearer than those that know nothing at all about it and think they have it.

It's like the sound of a chuckle in the darkness. The sense that some shattering and disarming simplicity is the real answer.

No natural feelings are high or low, holy or unholy, in themselves. They are all holy when God's hand is on the rein. They all go bad when they set up on their own and make themselves into false gods.

Don't think of God in terms of forms, because forms are limited and God is unlimited.

The road to the promised land runs past Sinai.

Being nice doesn’t make you stupid. It makes you feel good because you know you are gracious enough to forgive and smart enough to realize how distasteful some people can be.

And yet all loneliness, angers, hatreds, envies, and itchings that it contains, if rolled into one single experience and put into the scale against the least moment of the joy that is felt by the least in Heaven, would have no weight that could be registered at all. Bad cannot succeed even in being bad as truly as good is good.