For the bliss of the animals lies in this, that, on their lower level, they shadow the bliss of those--few at any moment on the earth--who do not 'look before and after, and pine for what is not,' but live in the holy carelessness of the eternal now.

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

Cleverness is cheap. It is faith that He praises.

You would not think any duty small, If you yourself were great.

Anything large enough for a wish to light upon, is large enough to hang a prayer upon.

I find the doing of the will of God leaves me no time for disputing about his plans — I do not say for thinking about them.

There is no water in oxygen, no water in hydrogen: it comes bubbling fresh from the imagination of the living God, rushing from under the great white throne of the glacier. The very thought of it makes one gasp with an elemental joy no metaphysician can analyse.