I do not myself believe there is any misfortune. What men call such is merely the shadowside of a good.

He (God) can be revealed only to the child; perfectly, to the pure child only. All the discipline of the world is to make men children, that God may be revealed to them.

What distressed me most - more even than my own folly - was the perplexing question - How can beauty and ugliness dwell so near? Even with her altered complexion and face of dislike; disenchanted of the belief that clung around her; known for a living, walking sepulcher, faithless, deluding, traitorous; I felt, notwithstanding all this, that she was beautiful. Upon this I pondered with undiminished perplexity.

In Giving, a man receives more than he gives; and the more is in proportion to the worth of the thing given.

God hides nothing. His very work from the beginning is revelation--a casting aside of veil after veil, a showing unto men of truth after truth. On and on from fact Divine He advances, until at length in His Son Jesus He unveils His very face.

I believe that no hell will be lacking which would help the just mercy of God to redeem his children.

In the hearts of witches, love and hate lie close together and often tumble over each other.