The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart.

What does not satisfy when we find it, was not the thing we were desiring.

If we accept Heaven we shall not be able to retain even the smallest and most intimate souvenirs of Hell.

You cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.

Remember He is the artist and you are the picture. You can’t see it, you can't see your true self. So quietly submit to be painted.

Very often what God first helps us towards is not the virtue itself but just this power of always trying again.

There is a difficulty about disagreeing with God. He is the source from which all your reasoning power comes: you could not be right and he wrong any more than a stream can rise higher than its own source. When you are arguing against Him you are arguing against the very power that makes you able to argue at all: it is like cutting off the branch you are sitting on.