That part of Rostrevor which overlooks Carlingford Lough is my idea of Narnia.

Only He who really lived a human life (and I presume that only one did) can fully taste the horror of death.

Oh, Adam’s sons, how cleverly you defend yourselves against all that might do you good!

Those who would most scornfully repudiate Christianity as a mere "opiate of the people" have a contempt for the rich, that is, for all mankind except the poor.

When we see the face of God we shall know that we have always known it. He has been a party to, has made, sustained and moved moment by moment within, all our earthly experiences of innocent love.

I believe, to be sure, that any man who reaches Heaven will find that what he abandoned (even in plucking out his right eye) has not been lost: that the kernel of what he was really seeking even in his most depraved wishes will be there, beyond expectation, waiting for him in 'the High Countries'.

I prefer being honest to being 'honest to God.'