“Our little systems have their day;They have their day and cease to be…And thou, O Lord, art more than they.”
“Thou sodden-witted lord! thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows.”
“Have thine own way, Lord! Have thine own way!Thou art the Potter and I am the clay.”
“O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason !”
“Five days shalt thou labour, as the Bible says. The seventh day is the Lord thy God's. The sixth day is for football”
“Our God, who art our winged self, it is thy will in us that willeth.It is thy desire in us that desireth. It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights, which are thine, into days which are thine also. We cannot ask thee for aught, for thou knowest our needs before they are born in us: Thou art our need; and in giving us more of thyself thou givest us all.”