Each hour comes with some little faggot of God's will fastened upon its back.

We must have passed through life unobservantly, if we have never perceived that a man is very much himself what he thinks of others.

Kind thoughts are rarer than either kind words or deeds. They imply a great deal of thinking about others. This in itself is rare. But they also imply a great deal of thinking about others without the thoughts being criticisms. This is rarer still.

We strain hardest for things which are almost but not quite within our reach.

We must remember that if all the manifestly good men were on one side and all the manifestly bad men on the other, there would be no danger of anyone, least of all the elect, being deceived by lying wonders. It is the good men, good once, we must hope good still, who are to do the work of Anti-Christ and so sadly to crucify the Lord afresh.... Bear in mind this feature of the last days, that this deceitfulness arises from good men being on the wrong side.

There's a wideness in God's mercy Like the wideness of the sea Oratory Hymns.

Many a friendship - long, loyal, and self-sacrificing - rested at first upon no thicker a foundation than a kind word.