“And we had met at last in this same cave of greenery, while the summer night hung round us heavy with love,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Trust is born in love, and our need is to love God, not apprehend facts concerning him.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Forgiveness unleashes joy. It brings peace. It washes the slate clean. It sets all the highest values of love in motion. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
As many as received Him, to them gave He power to become the sons of God. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Love is the law of our condition, without which we can no more render justice than a man can keep a straight… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Wherever there is anything to love, there is beauty in some form.” — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
If we do not die to ourselves, we cannot live to God, andhe that does not live to God, is dead. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I doobt the fau't's nae sae muckle i' my temper as i' my hert. It's mair love that I want, Tibbie. Gin… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“For, when we say that God is Love, do we teach men that their fear of him is groundless? No. As much… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Oh, I believe that there is no away; that no love, no life, goes ever from us; it goes as He went,… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“There is nothing eternal but that which loves and can be loved, and love is ever climbing towards the consummation when such… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
There are things that must be done in faith, else they never have being. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“But I never just quite liked that ryhme.' 'Why not, child?' 'Because it seems to say one's as good as another, or… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“She had not yet such a love of wisdom as to be able to bear with folly. The foolish and weak are… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“Life eternal, this lady of thine hath a sore heart, and we cannot help her. Thou art help, O Mighty Love. Speak… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“I knew now, that it is by loving, and not by being loved, that one can come nearest the soul of another;… — 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
“...To trust in the strength of God in our weakness; to say, ‘I am weak: so let me be: God is strong;’… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Her heart - like every heart, if only its fallen sides were cleared away - was an inexhaustible fountain of love: she… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
“As the love of him who is love transcends ours as the heavens are higher than the earth, so must he desire… — 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
