As Christ is the blossom of humanity, so the blossom of every man is Christ perfected in him.
George MacDonaldGod left the world unfinished for man to work his skill upon. He left the electricity still in the cloud, the oil still in the earth. How often we look upon God as our last and feeblest resource! We go to Him because we have nowhere else to go. And then we learn that the storms of life have driven us, not upon the rocks, but into the desired haven.
George MacDonaldIn the hearts of witches, love and hate lie close together and often tumble over each other.
George MacDonald