Now what is it moves our very heart, and sickens us so much as cruelty shown to poor brutes? I suppose this:… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
Now what is it moves our very hearts, and sickens us so much at cruelty shown to poor brutes? I suppose this… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
Now what is it that moves our very hearts and sickens us so much at cruelty shown to poor brutes?.. They have… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
Fear not that thy life shall come to an end, but rather that it shall ever have a beginning. — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
It is not God's way that great blessings should descend without the sacrifice first of great sufferings. If the truth is to be spread… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
By a garden is meant mystically a place of spiritual repose, stillness, peace, refreshment, delight. — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
Fear not that thy life shall come to an end, but rather fear that it shall never have a beginning. — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
“The minds of young people are pliable and elastic, and easily accommodate themselves to any one they fall in with.” — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
The love of our private friends is the only preparatory exercise for the love of all men. — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
A universityeducates the intellect to reason well in all matters, to reach out towards truth, and to grasp it. — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
Nothing would be done at all if one waited until one could do it so well that no one could find fault with it. — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
Christ is already in that place of peace, which is all in all. He is on the right hand of God. He is hidden… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
“Mr Kingsley begins then by exclaiming- 'O the chicanery, the wholesale fraud, the vile hypocrisy, the conscience-killing tyranny of Rome! We have not far… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
There is in stillness oft a magic power To calm the breast when struggling passions lower, Touched by its influence, in the soul arise… — John Henry Newman Copy Share Image
