“Work done is of more consequence for the future than the foresight of an angel.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
It matters little where a man may be at this moment; the point is whether he is growing. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The best preparation for the future is the present well seen to, and the last duty done. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Doing the will of God leaves me no time for disputing about His plans.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
In moments of doubt I cry, ‘Could God Himself create such lovely things as I dreamed?’ ‘Whence then came thy dream?’ answers… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
I find the doing of the will of God leaves me no time for disputing about his plans — I do not… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
I find that doing of the will of God leaves me no time for disputing about His plans. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“All the days of my appointed time will I wait till my change come.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I was doing the wrong of never wanting or trying to better. And now I see that I have been letting things… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
People must not choose their neighbors; they must take the neighbors that God sends them. The neighbor is just the person who… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Forgiveness is the giving and so the receiving of life. the latter may be an impulse of a moment of heat; whereas… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Alas! this time is never the time for self-denial, it is always the next time. Abstinence is so much more pleasant to… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Faith is that which, knowing the Lord's will, goes and does it; or, not knowing it, stands and waits, content in ignorance… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Is it not time I lost a few things when I care for them so unreasonably? This losing of things is of… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
For the bliss of the animals lies in this, that, on their lower level, they shadow the bliss of those--few at any… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
I wondered over again for the hundredth time what could be the principle which, in the wildest, most lawless, fantastically chaotic, apparently… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“She got very tired, so tired that even her toys could no longer amuse her. You would wonder at that if I… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Spiritual Murder It may be an infinitely less evil to murder a man than to refuse to forgive him. The former may… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Yet I know that good is coming to me—that good is always coming; though few have at all times the simplicity and… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Once more I say, the word used by St Paul does not imply that God adopts children that are not his own,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“. . . he would perhaps have known that to try too hard to make people good, is one way to make… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“A mountain is a strange and awful thing. In old times, without knowing so much of their strangeness and awfulness as we… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“For repose is not the end of education; its end is a noble unrest, an ever renewed awaking from the dead, a… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Strange dim memories, which will not abide identification, often, through misty windows of the past, look out upon me in the broad… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Then came the reflection, how little at any time could a father do for the wellbeing of his children! The fact of… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“The God who is ever uttering himself in the changeful profusions of nature; who takes millions of years to form a soul… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The time for speaking seldom arrives, the time for being never departs. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“For her heart, I know that cannot grow old; and while the heart is young, man may laugh Old Time in the… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
It may be an infinitely less evil to murder a man than to refuse to forgive him. The former may be the… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“For the bliss of the animals lies in this, that, on their lower level, they shadow the bliss of those -- few… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“A library cannot be made all at once, any more than a house or a nation or a tree; they must all… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Often in the summer, as I go to or come from the vestry, I sit down for a moment on the turf… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“No revelation can be other than partial. If for true revelation a man must be told all the truth, then farewell to revelation; yea,… — George MacDonald Copy Share
In low theologies, hell is invariably the deepest truth, and the love of God is not so deep as hell. — George MacDonald Copy Share
The region belonging to the pure intellect is straitened: the imagination labours to extend its territories, to give it room. She sweeps across the… — George MacDonald Copy Share
Come, then, affliction, if my Father wills, and be my frowning friend. A friend that frowns is better than a smiling enemy. — George MacDonald Copy Share
Ah, what is it we send up thither, where our thoughts are either a dissonance or a sweetness and a grace? — George MacDonald Copy Share
You must learn to be strong in the dark as well as in the day, else you will always be only half brave. — George MacDonald Copy Share
“Few delights can equal the mere presence of one whom we trust utterly.” — George MacDonald Copy Share
“You have tasted of death now,” said the old man. “Is it good?” “It is good,” said Mossy. “It is better than life.” “No,”… — George MacDonald Copy Share
“I wish I had [made that song]. No, I don't That would be to take it from somebody else. But it's mine for all… — George MacDonald Copy Share
Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. — George MacDonald Copy Share
I want to help you grow as beautiful as God meant you to be when he thought of you first. — George MacDonald Copy Share
“Immeasurably imperfect it was, but false the impression could not be, for she saw with the eyes made for seeing, and saw indeed what… — George MacDonald Copy Share
