“I would I were in the kingdom of heaven if it be as you and Mr. Graham take it for!" said Clementina.… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“But the more familiar one becomes with any religious system, while yet the conscience and will are unawakened and obedience has not… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“His theories of religion were neither large nor lofty; he accepted those that were handed down to him, and did not trouble… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The kingdom of heaven is not come even when God's will is our law; it is fully come when God's will is… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
How many people would like to be good, if only they might be good without taking trouble about it! They do not… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Not for years and years had Janet been to church; she had long been unable to walk so far; and having no… — 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
