Atheists express their rage against God although in their view He does not exist.

I do not think that all who choose wrong roads perish; but their rescue consists in being put back on the right road.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung.

And out of that hopeless attempt has come nearly all that we call human history—money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution, classes, empires, slavery—the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.

God, in the end, gives people what they most want, including freedom from himself. What could be more fair?

Wouldn't he know without being asked?' said Polly. 'I've no doubt he would,' said the Horse (still with his mouth full). 'But I've a sort of an idea he likes to be asked.

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.