We can walk without fear, full of hope and courage and strength to do His will, waiting for the endless good which… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
But we believe – nay, Lord we only hope, That one day we shall thank thee perfectly For pain and hope and… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
I am an optimistic fatalist. This world and all its beginnings will pass on into something better. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Is it possible that even then he thought of the lost sheep who could not believe that God was their Father; and… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I am always hearing. . . the sound of a far off song. I do not exactly know where it is, or… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“The church grew very lonely about him, and he began to feel like a child whose mother has forsaken it. Only he… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
There is little hope of the repentance and redemption of certain some until they have committed one or another of the many… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
When I can no more stir my soul to move, and life is but the ashes of a fire; when I can… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
He may delay because it would not be safe to give us at once what we ask: we are not ready for… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
This is a wise, sane Christian faith: that a man commit himself, his life, and his hopes to God; that God undertakes… — 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 Image
In low theologies, hell is invariably the deepest truth, and the love of God is not so deep as hell. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“Few delights can equal the mere presence of one whom we trust utterly.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image