“Humility is that simple, inner life of real greatness, which is indifferent to magnificence, and, surrounded by it all, lives far away in the distant country of a Father's home, with the cross borne silently and self-sacrificingly in the heart of hearts.” HeartRealSelfCountryHomeFatherSimpleGreatnessHumilityCrossesFar AwayIndifferentInner LifeMagnificence Book:Sermons Preached at Brighton Source: Sermons Preached at Brighton
“I watched them from the window, thy children at their play, And I thought of all my own dear friends, who were far, oh, far away, And childish loves, and childish cares, and a child's own buoyant gladness Came gushing back again to me with a soft and solemn sadness; And feelings frozen up full long, and thoughts of long ago, Seemed to be thawing at my heart with a warm and sudden flow.” HeartChildrenLongPlayFeelingsCareMy OwnSadnessMy HeartFlowWindowDearWarmFar AwayLong AgoFrozenSolemnBack AgainGladnessDear FriendThawing Book:Poems Source: Poems
“I ask myself what is the sound of women? What is the word for that still thing I have hunted inside them for so long? Deep inside the avalanche of joy, the thing deeper in the dark, and deeper still in the bed where we are lost. Deeper, deeper down where a woman's heart is holding its breath, where something very far away in that body is becoming something we don't have a name for.” HeartLongStillsBodyJoyAsksNamesLostSoundWomenDarkBecomingBedBreathsDeeperFar AwayDeep InsideHuntedAvalanchesBecoming SomethingLong Deep Book:Refusing Heaven Source: Refusing Heaven