Where men can't live gods fare no better.

Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.

Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

If you think about some of the things that are being talked about by thoughtful, intelligent scientists, you realize that in 100 years the human race won't even be recognizable.

He believed in God even if he was doubtful of men's claims to know God's mind. But that a God unable to forgive was no God at all.

The voice of the Almighty speaks most profoundly in such things as lives in silence themselves.

So everything is necessary. Every least thing. This is the hard lesson. Nothing can be dispensed with. Nothing despised. Because the seams are hid from us, you see. The joinery. The way in which the world is made. We have no way to know what could be taken away. What omitted. We have no way to tell what might stand and what might fall.