But when we are following the light, even its extinction is a guide.

He (God) loves what I shall be.

There are women who fly their falcons at any game, little birds and all.

Only he knew that to be left alone is not always to be forsaken.

A man may sink by such slow degrees that, long after he is a devil, he may go on being a good churchman or a good dissenter and thinking himself a good Christian.

All about us, in earth and air, wherever the eye or ear can reach, there is a power ever breathing itself forth in signs, now in daisy, now in a wind-waft, a cloud, a sunset; a power that holds constant and sweetest relation with the dark and silent world within us. The same God who is in us, and upon whose tree we are the buds, if not yet the flowers, also is all about us- inside, the Spirit; outside, the Word. And the two are ever trying to meet in us.

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