Whenever all men are...hastening to be slaves or tyrants we make Liberalism the prime bogey.

Ah, poor Pole. It's been to much for her, this last bit. Turned her head, I shouldn't wonder. She's beginning to see things.

The more we get what we now call 'ourselves' out of the way and let Him take us over, the more truly ourselves we become.

For in grief nothing "stays put." One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral? But if a spiral, am I going up or down it? How often -- will it be for always? -- how often will the vast emptiness astonish me like a complete novelty and make me say, "I never realized my loss till this moment"? The same leg is cut off time after time.

The road to the promised land runs past Sinai. The moral law may exist to be transcended: but there is no transcending it for those who have not first admitted its claims up on them, and then tried with all their strength to meet that claim, and fairly and squarely faced the fact of their failure.

To move with the times is, of course, to go where all times go.

Once people stop believing in God, the problem is not that they will believe in nothing; rather, the problem is that they will believe anything.