Afflictions are but the shadows of God's wings.

But, for as cold and wretched as it looks, the sun has not forsaken it. He has only drawn away from it a little, for good reasons, one of which is that we may learn that we cannot do without him.

The first thing in all progress is to leave something behind.

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.

To give truth to him who loves it not is but to give him more plentiful material for misinterpretation.

I tell you, there are more worlds, and more doors to them, than you will think of in many years!

God is nearer to you than any thought or feeling of yours... Do not be afraid.