While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wondering love.

The trouble is that I'm in a hurry, but God isn't.

He who thinks that he is being released from the work, and not set free in order that he may accomplish that work, mistakes the Christ from whom the freedom comes, mistakes the condition into which his soul is invited.

Distrust your religion unless it is cheerful, unless it turns every act and deed to music and exults in attempts to catch the harmony of the new life.‎

Society does not exist for itself, but for the individual; and man goes into it, not to lose, but to find himself.

Where charity stands watching and faith holds wide the door the dark night wakes - the glory breaks, Christmas comes once more.

Call your opinions your creed, and you will change it every week. Make your creed simply and broadly out of the revelation of God, and you may keep it to the end.