Sometimes, if she simply remained quiet, and let the inadequacy of his excuses reverberate on the air, he became ashamed and backtracked.

Birth and death: there was the same consciousness of heightened existence and of her own elevated importance

She seemed to think that one of the perks of marriage was that it gave you rights of comment and intrusion over single people's love lives.

He gave everything to everybody. Except to me.

He never seemed to grasp the immense mutability of human nature, nor to appreciate that behind every nondescript face lay a wild and unique hinterland like his own.

Choice was dangerous: you had to forgo all other possibilities when you chose.

She was half running away from the hall, and she knew that she had done something cataclysmic, and she wanted nothing more than to be swallowed up by the darkness and to disappear forever.

Without strength can we work?

There is no danger than doubt.

Very evil people cannot really be imagined dying.

God does not save us to make us forget our heritage, but to complete it.

Pretend to be good always and even God will be fooled.

The atonement in Jesus Christ's blood is perfect; there isn't anything that can be added to it. It is spotless, impeccable, flawless. It is perfect as God is perfect.

Dead isn’t angels or ghosts. It’s a physical state of breakdown, a change in all those carbon atoms that create the temporary house of a body so that they can return to their most elemental stage.

God is nearer to us than our own spirit

There is nothing a good long walk can't help work out.

You can't change what happened.