And so all growth that is not towards God Is growing to decay.

One who not merely beholds the outward shows of things, but catches a glimpse of the soul that looks out of them, whose garment and revelation they are-if he be such, I say, he will stand, for more than a moment, speechless with something akin to that which made the morning stars sing together.

Good souls many will one day be horrified at the things they now believe of God.

Thou art beautiful because God created thee, but thou art a slave to sin... wickedness has made you ugly.

If there be music in my reader, I would gladly wake it.

The kingdom of heaven is not come even when God's will is our law; it is fully come when God's will is our will.

...it is so silly of people to fancy that old age means crookedness and witheredness and feebleness and sticks and spectacles and rheumatism and forgetfulness! It is so silly! Old age has nothing whatever to do with all that. The right old age means strength and beauty and mirth and courage and clear eyes and strong painless limbs.