When I look like this into the blue sky, it seems so deep, so peaceful, so full of a mysterious tenderness, that… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
For the bliss of the animals lies in this, that, on their lower level, they shadow the bliss of those--few at any… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
I only know when I don't know a thing. My uncle has taught me that wisdom lies in that. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Let me, if I may, be ever welcomed to my room in winter by a glowing hearth, in summer by a vase… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
What a man is lies as certainly upon his countenance as in his heart, though none of his acquaintances may be able… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
I would not favour a fiction to keep a whole world out of hell. The hell that a lie would keep any… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
In the hearts of witches, love and hate lie close together and often tumble over each other. — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
To say on the authority of the Bible that God does a thing no honourable man would do, is to lie against… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Never be discouraged because good things get on so slowly here; and never fail daily to do that good which lies next… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
My spirits rose as I went deeper; into the forest; but I could not regain my former elasticity of mind. I found… — 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