In moments of doubt I cry, ‘Could God Himself create such lovely things as I dreamed?’ ‘Whence then came thy dream?’ answers Hope.

We must do the thing we must Before the thing we may; We are unfit for any trust Till we can and do obey.

But for money and the need of it, there would not be half the friendship in the world. It is powerful for good if divinely used. Give it plenty of air and it is sweet as the hawthorn; shut it up and it cankers and breeds worms.

Philosophy is really homesickness.

For this, deep waters whelm the fruitful lea, Wars ravage, famine wastes, plague withers, nor Shall cease till men have chosen the better part.

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.

Forgiveness is the giving, and so the receiving, of life.