The region belonging to the pure intellect is straitened: the imagination labours to extend its territories, to give it room. She sweeps… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Light unshared is darkness. To be light indeed, it must shine out. It is of the very essence of light, that it… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“A candle is not lighted for itself; neither is a man. The light that serves self only, is no true light; its… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Light-leaved acacias, by the door, Stood up in balmy air, Clusters of blossomed moonlight bore, And breathed a perfume rare. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
What I would say is this, that the light is not blinding because God would hide, but because the truth is too… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Except the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ Jesus make a man sick of… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Entering by a wide gateway, but without gates, into an inner court, surrounded on all sides by great marble pillars supporting galleries… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
But there is no veil like light--no adamantine armor against hurt like the truth. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
O Christ, my life, possess me utterly. Take me and make a little Christ of me. If I am anything but thy… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Anything large enough for a wish to light upon, is large enough to hang a prayer upon. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
The trees bathed their great heads in the waves of the morning, while their roots were planted deep in gloom; save where… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
But when we are following the light, even its extinction is a guide. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
But there is a light that goes deeper than the will, a light that lights up the darkness behind it: that light… — 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
![“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 that.' 'What makes it yours?' 'I love it so.' 'Does loving a thing make it yours?' 'I think so, Mother -- at least more than anything else can. . . . Love makes the only myness,' said…” quote by George MacDonald](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/722/george-macdonald-295_love_i-wish-i-had-made-that-song-no-i-don-t-t_35103.jpg)
