Thou art beautiful because God created thee, but thou art a slave to sin... wickedness has made you ugly.
George MacDonaldAnything large enough for a wish to light upon, is large enough to hang a prayer upon.
George MacDonaldI write, not for children,but for the child-like, whether they be of five, or fifty, or seventy-five.
George MacDonaldAge is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk.
George MacDonaldDoubts are the messengers of the Living One to the honest. They are the first knock at our door of things that are not yet, but have to be, understood. . . . Doubts must precede every deeper assurance; for uncertainties are what we first see when we look into a region hitherto unknown, unexplored, unannexed.
George MacDonald