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

Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.

For most of us the prayer in Gethsemane is the only model. Removing mountains can wait.

They stormed and jeered at one another in long meaningless words of about twenty syllables each.

Love, in the Christian sense, does not mean an emotion. It is a state not of the feelings but of the will; that state of the will which we have naturally about ourselves, and must learn to have about other people.

It is in the process of being worshipped that God communicates His presence to men.

A noble hunger, long unsatisfied, met at last its proper food.