But words are vain; reject them allโ They utter but a feeble part: Hear thou the depths from which they call, The voiceless longing of my heart.
George MacDonaldFor when is the child the ideal child in our eyes and to our hearts? Is it not when with gentle hand he takes his father by the beard, and turns that father's face up to his brothers and sisters to kiss? when even the lovely selfishness of love-seeking has vanished, and the heart is absorbed in loving?
George MacDonaldThe Bible is to me the most precious thing in the world, because it tells me his story; and what good men thought about him who knew him and accepted him.
George MacDonaldWhen a feeling was there, they felt as if it would never go; when it was gone, they felt as if it had never been; when it returned, they felt as if it had never gone.
George MacDonald