One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going.

We don't live alone. We are members of one body. We are responsible for each other. And I tell you that the time will soon come when if men will not learn that lesson, then they will be taught it in fire and blood and anguish. Good night.

Britain, which in the years immediately before this war was rapidly losing such democratic virtues as it possessed, is now being bombed and burned into democracy.

To make the most of Christmas, focus on Christ.

Those no-sooner-have-I-touched-the-pillow people are past my comprehension. There is something bovine about them.

We cannot get grace from gadgets.

It is hard to tell where the MCC ends and the Church of England begins.