I write for the unlearned about things in which I am unlearned myself.

Fallen man is not simply an imperfect creature who needs improvement: he is a rebel who must lay down his arms.

If God is satisfied with the work, the work may be satisfied with itself.

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.

At a well in a yard they met a man who was beating a boy. The stick burst into a flower in the mans hand. He tried to drop it, but it stuck to his hand. His arm became a branch, his body the trunk of a tree, his feet took root.

The only things we can keep are the things we freely give to God. What we try to keep for ourselves is just what we are sure to lose.

When you are behaving as if you loved someone, you will presently come to love them.