“Note, to-day, an instructive, curious spectacle and conflict. Science, (twin, in its fields, of Democracy in its)—Science, testing absolutely all thoughts, all works, has already burst well upon the world—a sun, mounting, most illuminating, most glorious—surely never again to set. But against it, deeply entrench’d, holding possession, yet remains, (not only through the churches and schools, but by imaginative literature, and unregenerate poetry,) the fossil theology of the mythic-materialistic, superstitious, untaught and credulous, fable-loving, primitive ages of humanity.”

“To enrich the experience of life, we need more challenges than comfort.”

“Even a snail will eventually reach its destination.”

“Tonight I can write the saddest linesI loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”

“There is no sickness worse for me than words that to be kind must lie.”

“I’m not only lazy myself but I inspire laziness in others”

“Human beings are co-partners with deity in the project of being. This is the basis of all magic.”

“One day you will kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.”

“Despair is a free man—hope is a slave.”

“We are deathly afraid of attempting great things, yet on the other hand we are also deathly afraid of missing great things. But the larger question in all of this might be, “Why is it that great things matter to us in the first place?” They matter because God made us for great things.”

“The truth about Obama’s birthplace or Trump’s relationship with Russia will never be established to the satisfaction of everyone, but Christians know truth of another order, that human beings are created in the image of God. They are created equal, endowed with unalienable rights–that is, unalienable claims on our respect. This is the truth that has made us free.”

“stayi whisperedas youshut the door behind you”

“There are some delightful places in this world which have a sensual charm for the eyes. One loves them with a physical love. We people who are attracted by the countryside cherish fond memories of certain springs, certain woods, certain ponds, certain hills, which have become familiar sights and can touch our hearts like happy events.Sometimes indeed the memory goes back towards a forest glade, or a spot on a river bank or an orchard in blossom, glimpsed only once on a happy day, but preserved in our heart.”

“LORD GORING: I love talking about nothing, father. It is the only thing I know anything about.LORS CAVERSHAM: You seem to me to be living entirely for pleasure.LORD GORING. What else is there to live for, father? Nothing ages like happiness.”