Nightmares don't last.
C. S. Lewis
The Holiness of God is something more and other than moral perfection: His claim upon us is something more and other than the claim of moral duty.
He is indeed but breathing dust and a careless touch would unmake him. And in his best thoughts there are such things mingled as, if we thought them, our light would perish. But he is in the body of Maleldil and his sins are forgiven.
Grief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape.
Time is the very lens through which ye see--small and clear, as men see through the wrong end of a telescope--something that would otherwise be too big for ye to see at all.
What seem our worst prayers may really be, in God's eyes, our best. Those, I mean, which are least supported by devotional feeling. For these may come from a deeper level than feeling. God sometimes seems to speak to us most intimately when he catches us, as it were, off our guard.