We are born helpless. As soon as we are fully conscious we discover loneliness.

Christ says, 'Give me all. I don't want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want you....Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked- the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you myself: my own will shall become yours.

If the universe is so bad...how on earth did human beings ever come to attribute it to the activity of a wise and good Creator?

And how could we endure to live and let time pass if we were always crying for one day or one year to come back--if we did not know that every day in a life fills the whole life with expectation and memory and that these are that day?

Because we love something else more than this world, we love even this world more than those who know no other.

Golly,' said Edmund under his breath, 'He's a retired star.

If we let ourselves, we shall always be waiting for some distraction or other to end before we can really get down to our work.