“But there is nothing you can do until you pray.”

Every Christian is not only a Christ bearer, but a Christ wearer.

It is the skeleton of truth, to be clothed and rounded out by the living graces of a holy life.

It is only the lean creature whose bones become offensive.

The Lord Himself is our vesture.

There has been a fresh effusion of the Spirit.

To overpower and subdue and lead captive these wayward .

We are so to enter into Him by communion.

Doctrine is the frame-work of life.

Not simply the beauty of His holiness or the graces of His character, are we to put on as a garment.

The Holy Spirit, not the pope, is the vicar of Christ on earth.

As they see our garments when they look upon our bodies.

So it is the great end of Christian living to transmute the light of truth into the fruits of holy living.

And truant affections of the natural heart – this is what is needed.

There is more you can do after you pray.

It is the great work of nature to transmute sunlight into life.

Sorrow is only one of the lower notes in the oratorio of our blessedness.

When a woman loves you she’s not satisfied until she possesses your soul. Because she’s weak, she has a rage for domination, and nothing less will satisfy her.

I understand Being in all and over all, as there is nothing without participation in Being, and there is no being without Essence. Thus nothing can be free of the Divine Presence.

Nothing is so musical as the sound of pouring bourbon for the first drink on a Sunday morning. Not Bach or Schubert or any of those masters.

There is nothing harder to estimate than a writer’s time, nothing harder to keep track of. There are moments—moments of sustained creation—when his time is fairly valuable; and there are hours and hours when a writer’s time isn’t worth the paper he is not writing anything on.

And gradually they’re beginning to recognize the fact that there’s nothing more secure than a democratic, accountable, and participatory form of government. But it’s sunk in only theoretically, it has not yet sunk in completely in practical terms.

I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.

Books open your mind, broaden your mind, and strengthen you as nothing else can.

Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.