“I shall be with Christ, and that is enough.”

A man who is certain he is right is almost sure to be wrong.

Nature is our kindest friend and best critic in experimental science if we only allow her intimations to fall unbiased on our minds.

There’s nothing quite as frightening as someone who knows they are right.

I am busy just now again on Electro-Magnetism and think I have got hold of a good thing but can’t say; it may be a weed instead of a fish that after all my labour I may at last pull up.

Why, sir, there is every probability that you will soon be able to tax it! Said to William Gladstone, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, when he asked about the practical worth of electricity.

Magnetic lines of force convey a far better and purer idea than the phrase magnetic current or magnetic flood: it avoids the assumption of a current or of two currents and also of fluids or a fluid, yet conveys a full and useful pictorial idea to the mind.

Speculations? I have none. I am resting on certainties.

A centre of excellence is, by definition, a place where second class people may perform first class work.

But still try, for who knows what is possible?

There is no more open door by which you can enter into the study of natural philosophy than by considering the physical phenomena of a candle.

All are sure in their days except the most wise. He is the wisest philosopher who holds his theory with some doubt.

Why will people go astray when they have this blessed Book to guide them?

I cannot conceive curved lines of force without the conditions of a physical existence in that intermediate space.

Who would not have been laughed at if he had said in 1800 that metals could be extracted from their ores by electricity or that portraits could be drawn by chemistry.

It is right that we should stand by and act on our principles; but not right to hold them in obstinate blindness, or retain them when proved to be erroneous.

The important thing is to know how to take all things quietly.

My deepest awareness of myself is that I am deeply loved by Jesus Christ and I have done nothing to earn it or deserve it.

We have been given God in our souls and Christ in our flesh. We have the power to believe where others deny, to hope where others despair, to love where others hurt.

One can be sophisticated and believe in God. Reason and intellect are not to be laid aside where matters of religion are concerned.

You can study orchestration, you can study harmony and theory and everything else, but melodies come straight from God.

I know a lot of people struggle with the idea of Jesus and their idea of God. I think, if you don’t even know what you’re praying to or who you’re praying to, based on what I know to be true, regardless, God’s always listening.

I’m actually not a big fan of the word hope. I think it’s a depressing word. I don’t want to hope – I want to know. Like I don’t hope there’s a God, I know there’s a God.

Most commit the same mistake with God that they do with their friends: they do all the talking.

My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.