All human love is a holy thing, the holiest thing in our experience.

Whoever marries the spirit of this age will find himself a widower in the next.

The church is only a secular institution in which the half-educated speak to the half-converted.

Bereavement is the sharpest challenge to our trust in God; if faith can overcome this, there is no mountain which it cannot remove.

Boredom is a certain sign that we are allowing our faculties to rust in idleness.

If the universe is running down like a clock, the clock must have been wound up at a date which we could name if we knew it. The world, if it is to have an end in time, must have had a beginning in time.

Deliberate cruelty to our defenceless and beautiful little cousins is surely one of the meanest and most detestable vices of which a human being can be guilty.