Writing comes more easily if you have something to say.

I love the place; the magnificent books; I require books as I require air.

An illness is like a journey into a far country; it sifts all one’s experience and removes it to a point so remote that it appears like a vision.

The sword conquered for a while, but the spirit conquers for ever!

The lash may force men to physical labor, it cannot force them to spiritual creativity.

Not the power to remember, but its very opposite, the power to forget, is a necessary condition for our existence.

Heritage is Scriptures . . . which have become absorbed into our blood.

The heathen spirit is wingless. It cannot lift itself to heights from which the totality of being is visible, and it therefore loses itself in details.