Friends, if we be honest with ourselves, we shall be honest with each other.

Alas! how easily things go wrong!

I saw thee ne'er before; I see thee never more; But love, and help, and pain, beautiful one, Have made thee mine, till all my years are done.

I am so tried by the things said about God. I understand God's patience with the wicked, but I do wonder how he can be so patient with the pious!

Our life is no dream; but it ought to become one, and perhaps will.

I am sometimes almost terrified at the scope of the demands made upon me, at the perfection of the self-abandonment required of me; yet outside of such absoluteness can be no salvation.

No man has the mind of Christ, except him who makes it his business to obey him.