Despair is deadly sin, but worse, it is mortal folly.
Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.
Brother Cadfael knew better than to be in a hurry, where souls were concerned. There was plenty of elbow-room in eternity.
You'll never get to be a saint if you deny the bit of the devil in you.
All the things of the wild have their proper uses. Only misuse makes them evil.
What are wits for unless a man uses them?