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“A girl who knew and cared nothing about God’s love, since she had never had it translated to her through the medium of human love.”

“He felt only an immense disappointment because he had to go to God empty-handed. It seemed to him, at that moment, that it would have been quite easy to have been a saint. It would only have needed a little restraint and a little courage. He knew now that at the end there was only one thing that counted—to be a saint.”

“It was too easy to die for what was good or beautiful, for home or children or a civilization—it needed a God to die for the halfhearted and the corrupt.”

Corrie Ten Boom, “Worrying is carrying tomorrow’s load with today’s strength—carrying two days at a time. It is moving into tomorrow ahead of time. Worrying does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow—it empties today of its strength.”

“One enemy of truth—and of appreciative attending to the world as it presents itself to us in real time—is certainty.”

“The little word ‘is’ has its tragedies: it names and equates different things with the greatest innocence; and yet no two are ever identical.” George Santayana

Who knew a grammar book could be so enjoyable?

“I could wish he would modestly examine himself, to see how much he is unworthy so good a lady.”

Maybe because Jack is such a lost soul floundering in self-exile that I think this is the least interesting book in the series

“I’m not lost anymore, and the dream had all the sweetness of a mild day in summer.”

“My faith tells me that God shared poverty, suffering, and death with human beings, which can only mean that such things are full of dignity and meaning.”

“I prayed that you were safe and well. And—not unhappy.”

“Thus I came up out of Egypt and stood before Sinai, and a power divine touched my spirit and gave it sight, so that I beheld many wonders”

“Haggard and hollow and wan, and without either thought or emotion, E’en as the face of a clock from which the hands have been taken.”

“I know your old upside-down trick: when all is lost, when they despair of you, then it is, at this darkest hour, that you emerge as the gorgeous one.”

“Maybe I’d find enchantment in the hush, learn to live this solo life again”

“When Sister Death arrived to sweep you home, did she tisk you for playing rough with the sacred temple of God, or praise you for bearing your cross?”

“If only I could make them happy. But the beauty of the smoky blue valleys, instead of giving us joy, became heartbreaking.”