“Without Jesus Christ man must be in vice and misery with Jesus Christ man is free from vice and misery in Him is all our virtue and all our happiness. Apart from Him there is but vice, misery, darkness, death, despair.”

Nothing is so intolerable to man as being fully at rest, without a passion, without business, without entertainment, without care.

I bring you the gift of these four words: I believe in you.

There is enough light for those who only desire to see, and enough obscurity for those who have a contrary disposition.

Silence. All human unhappiness comes from not knowing how to stay quietly in a room.

Man is obviously made for thinking. Therein lies all his dignity and his merit; and his whole duty is to think as he ought.

Happiness can be found neither in ourselves nor in external things, but in God and in ourselves as united to him.

In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don’t.

Lord, help me to do great things as though they were little, since I do them with your power; And little things as though they were great, since I do them in your name!

We are not satisfied with real life; we want to live some imaginary life in the eyes of other people and to seem different from what we actually are.

Fear not, provided you fear; but if you fear not, then fear.

Wisdom leads us back to childhood.

When intuition and logic agree, you are always right.

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

Man’s greatness lies in his power of thought.

All of our reasoning ends in surrender to feeling.

The Christian religion teaches me two points-that there is a God whom men can know, and that their nature is so corrupt that they are unworthy of Him.

Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.

The ignorant one does not see his ignorance as he basks in its darkness; nor does the knowledgeable one see his own knowledge, for he basks in its light.

When the past no longer illuminates the future, the spirit walks in darkness.

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, ‘love lifts me.’

Unless God’s Word illumine the way, the whole life of men is wrapped in darkness and mist, so that they cannot but miserably stray.

Through thickest gloom look back, immortal shade, On that confusion which thy death has made.

Life is a hard battle anyway. If we laugh and sing a little as we fight the good fight of freedom, it makes it all go easier. I will not allow my life’s light to be determined by the darkness around me.

She lost herself, a little, in that darkness but returned with stars beneath her skin.