The prayer preceding all prayers is 'May it be the real I who speaks. May it be the real Thou that I speak to.'

Nobody who gets enough food and clothing in a world where most are hungry and cold has any business to talk about 'misery.'

Our Father refreshes us on the journey with some pleasant inns, but will not encourage us to mistake them for home.

Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?

Surely what a man does when he is taken off his guard is the best evidence for what sort of man he is.

The holier a man becomes, the more he mourns over the unholiness which remains in him.

Authority exercised with humility, and obedience accepted with delight are the very lines along which our spirits live.