A cold, self-righteous prig who goes regularly to church may be far nearer to Hell than a prostitute.

The time when there is nothing at all in your soul except a cry for help may be just that time when God can't give it: you are like the drowning man who can't be helped because he clutches and grabs. Perhaps your own reiterated cries deafen you to the voice you hoped to hear.

Freedom always comes with a price.

Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?

The worst attitude of all would be the professional attitude which regards children in the lump as a sort of raw material which we have to handle.

In great literature, I become a thousand different men but still remain myself.

God has infinite attention to spare for each one of us.