Sometimes I think the resurrection of the body, unless much improved in construction, a mistake!

For lack of attention a thousand forms of loveliness elude us every day.

Your dreamer may do without a creed, but he always wants a ritual.

My growth depends on my walls coming down.

Christian history looks glorious in retrospect; but it is made up of constant hard choices and unattractive tasks, accepted under the pressure of the Will of God.

It seems so much easier in these days to live morally than to live beautifully. Lots of us manage to exist for years without ever sinning against society, but we sin against loveliness every hour of the day.

The Christian is the person who sees every time and every situation, however dreary and repetitive, as God sees it - a fresh creation from his hand, demanding its own response in perhaps a wholly new and creative way. Under God he is free over it. He has won through to a purchase over events; he has risen with Christ.