The shiny paint laid on by curiosity's hand has worn off. What thing better can a man know than the love of Christ, which passes knowledge?

Desire is the putting of my will into God’s concern. It’s not a passive, sitting back in your easy chair, folding your arms sort of thing, which says, 'Well, I’m willing, if God would only give me a good swift kick and send me.' That’s willingness all right. But God doesn’t want willingness, He wants will! He wants your will put behind those desires.

We are so utterly ordinary, so commonplace, while we profess to know a Power the Twentieth Century does not reckon with.... Oh that God would make us dangerous!

Unwillingness to accept God's 'way of escape' from temptation frightens me - what a rebel yet resides within.

Oh, the fullness, pleasure, sheer excitement of knowing God on earth!

When it comes time to die, make sure that all you have to do is die.

Let not our longing slay the appetite of our living.