Our Life Is No Dream; But It

Cleverness Is Cheap. It Is Faith That He Praises.

All That Is Made Seems Planless To The Darkened Mind, Because There Are More Plans Than It Looked For...there Seems No Plan Because It Is All Plan: There Seems No Centre Because It Is All Centre.

The Whole Trouble Is That We Won't Let God Help Us.

Now And Then, When I Look Round On My Books, They Seem To Waver As If A Wind Rippled Their Solid Mass, And Another World Were About To Break Through.

By All Means Rid Yourself Of An Impoverished Faith.