Freedom always comes with a price.
Friends are like coals in a fire – together, they glow; apart, they grow cold.
Friends are seldom found; they are made.
The problem of reconciling human suffering with the existence of a God who loves, is only insoluble so long as we attach a trivial meaning to the word “love.”
I think earth, if chosen instead of Heaven, will turn out to have been, all along, only a region in Hell; and earth, if put second to Heaven, to have been from the beginning a part of Heaven itself.
A sick society must think much about politics, as a sick man must think much about his digestion.
An obligation to feel can freeze feelings.
I fancy that most people who think at all have done a great deal of their thinking in the first fourteen years.
It was not for societies or states, that Christ died, but for men.
Never exaggerate. Never say more than you really mean.
The imagined beings have their insides on the outside; they are visible souls. And man as a whole, Man pitted against the universe, have we seen him at all till we see that he is like a hero in a fairy tale?
The process of living seems to consist in coming to realize truths so ancient and simple that, if stated, they sound like barren platitudes.
To interest is the first duty of art; no other excellences will ever begin to compensate for failure in this.
We have discovered that the scheme of ‘outlawing war’ has made war more like an outlaw without making it less frequent and that to banish the knight does not alleviate the suffering of the peasant.
Pure, spiritual, intellectual love shot form their faces like barbedlightning. It was so unlike the love we experience that its expressioncould easily be mistaken for ferocity.
I suggest to you that it is because God loves us that he gives us the gift of suffering. Pain is God’s megaphone to rouse a deaf world. You see, we are like blocks of stone out of which the Sculptor carves the forms of men. The blows of his chisel, which hurt us so much are what make us perfect.
But however happy you are feeling, you can’t talk with your mouth full of snow.
Where I come from, they don’t think much of men who are bossed about by their wives.
In a civilization like ours, I feel that everyone has to come to terms with the claims of Jesus Christ upon his life, or else be guilty of inattention or of evading the question.
Agnostics talk cheerfully of man’s search for God but they might as well talk about the mouse’s search for the cat.