Atheism turns out to be too simple. If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning.

Her face was working and twitching with passion, but his looked up at the sky, still quiet, neither angry nor afraid, but a little sad.

You cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.

I want God, not my idea of God.

But Pride always means enmity -- it is enmity. And not only enmity between man and man, but enmity to God.

One of the marks of a certain type of bad man is that he cannot give up a thing himself without wanting every one else to give it up. That is not the Christian way. An individual Christian may see fit to give up all sorts of things for special reasons--marriage, or meat, or beer, or the cinema; but the moment he starts saying the things are bad in themselves, or looking down his nose at other people who do use them, he has taken the wrong turning.

I cannot understand how a man can appear in print claiming to disbelieve everything that he presupposes when he puts on the surplice. I feel it is a form of prostitution.