If we discover a desire within us that nothing in this world can satisfy, also we should begin to wonder if perhaps we were created for another world.

You weren't a decent man and you didn't do your best. We none of us were and none of us did.

God is the only comfort, He is also the supreme terror: the thing we most need and the thing we most want to hide from.

Other than heaven, the only place where one's heart is completely safe from the dangers of love is hell.

Mere change is not growth. Growth is the synthesis of change and continuity, and where there is no continuity there is no growth.

Though no one would want to be sold as a slave, it is perhaps even more galling to be a sort of utility slave whom no one will buy.

Any patch of sunlight in a wood will show you something about the sun which you could never get from reading books on astronomy. These pure and spontaneous pleasures are ‘patches of Godlight’ in the woods of our experience.