We have a strange illusion that mere time cancels sin.

No, I don’t wish I knew Heaven was like the picture in my Great Divorce, because, if we knew that, we should know it was no better. The good things even of this world are far too good ever to be reached by imagination. Even the common orange, you know: no one could have imagined it before he tasted it. How much less Heaven.

God is no fonder of intellectual slackers than He is of any other slacker.

We must perpetually try to distinguish, however closely they get entwined by the subtle nature of the facts and by the secret importunity of our passions, those attitudes in a writer which we can honestly and confidently condemn as real evils, and those qualities in his writing which simply annoy and offend us as men of taste.

The real test of being in the presence of God is, that you either forget about yourself altogether or see yourself as a small, dirty object.

Meaningless combinations of words do not suddenly acquire meaning simply because we prefix to them the two other words ' God can'.

There is someone I accept even though I do not approve of all he does...and that someone is me