Not so much two ships passing in the night as two ships sailing together for a time but always bound for different ports.

For me, the dead remain dead. If I couldn't believe that, I don't think I could go on living.

Read widely and with discrimination. Bad writing is contagious.

If you are proposing to commit a sin it is as well to commit it with intelligence. Otherwise you are insulting God as well as defying Him, don't you think?

What was so terrible about grief was not grief itself, but that one got over it.

Can we ever break free of the devices and desires of our own hearts? Might not our conscience be telling us what we most want to hear?

We are often more merciful to our animals than we are to each other.