“You have tasted of death now,” said the old man. “Is it good?” “It is good,” said Mossy. “It is better than… — 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
I rose as from the death that wipes out the sadness of life, and then dies itself in the new morrow. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“But how is one to tell whether it be in truth the spirit of God that is speaking in a man?' You… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Where people know their work and do it, life has few blank spaces for boredom and they are seldom to be pitied.… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The ideal is the only absolute real; and it must become the real in the individual life as well, however impossible they… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“THE SHADOWS Table of Contents Old Ralph Rinkelmann made his living by comic sketches, and all but lost it again by tragic… — 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
In the midst of death we are in life. Life is the only reality; what men call death is but a shadow... — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
If we will but let our God and Father work His will with us, there can be no limit to His enlargement… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“How many who love never come nearer than to behold each other as in a mirror; seem to know and yet never… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
And her life will perhaps be the richer, for holding now within it the memory of what came, but could not stay. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
For that great Love speaks in the most wretched and dirty hearts; only the tone of its voice depends on the echoes… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I had chosen the dead rather than the living, the thing thought rather than the thing thinking!” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“For when you say that, to be saved, a man must hold this or that, then are you leaving the living God… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Doubts are the messengers of the Living One to the honest. They are the first knock at our door of things that… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“The poetry of life, the inner side of nature, rises near the surface to meet the eyes of the man who makes.… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Diamond, however, had not been out so late before in all his life, and things looked so strange about him! - just… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“At length, one lovely morning, when the green corn lay soaking in the yellow sunlight, and the sky rose above the earth… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
There is no water in oxygen, no water in hydrogen: it comes bubbling fresh from the imagination of the living God, rushing… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The whole history of the Christian life is a series of resurrections. . . . Every time we find our hearts are… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The boy should enclose and keep, as his life, the old child at the heart of him, and never let it go.… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“For each, God has a different response. With every man He has a secret—the secret of a new name. In every man… — 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
