Jean was visited by one of her rare moments of happiness, one of those moments when the goodness of God was so real to her that it was like taste and scent; the rough strong taste of honey in the comb and the scent of water. Her thoughts of God had a homeliness that at times seemed shocking, in spite of their power, which could rescue her from terror or evil with an ease that astonished her.
Elizabeth GoudgeI don't think there's anything more tiring ... than expecting people who don't turn up.
Elizabeth GoudgeThe lovers of life, they are children at heart always in their wonder and delight, but they do not grab.
Elizabeth Goudge