The lost enjoy forever the horrible freedom they have demanded.

You must be asking which door is the true one; not which pleases you best

The Christians are right: it is Pride which has been the chief cause of misery in every nation and every family since the world began.

We do not see into men’s hearts. We cannot judge, and are indeed forbidden to judge.

The imagined beings have their insides on the outside; they are visible souls. And man as a whole, Man pitted against the universe, have we seen him at all till we see that he is like a hero in a fairy tale?

If one could run without getting tired I don't think one would often want to do anything else.

When I lay these questions before God I get no answer. But a rather special sort of 'No answer.' It is not the locked door. It is more like a silent, certainly not uncompassionate, gaze. As though He shook His head not in refusal but waiving the question. Like, 'Peace, child; you don't understand.