“I will not glory, even in my orthodoxy, for even that can be a snare if I make a god of it... Let us rejoice in Him in all His fulness and in Him alone.”

“If it’ll make you feel better, I won’t let him touch me. I won’t even let him get one in for his fans.”

“There is one thing you can do. You can resign now. You can refuse to lead it.But I cannot even do that. Cannot leave the man alone. Cannot leave him with that attack in the hands of Hill. Cannot leave because I disagree, because, as he says, it's all in the hands of God. And maybe God really wants it this way. But they will mostly all die. We will lose it here. Even if they get to the hill, what will they have left, what will we have left, all ammunition gone, our best men gone? And the thing is, I cannot even refuse, I cannot even back away, I cannot leave him to fight it alone, they're my people, my boys. God help me, I can't even quit.”

“What matters it to me if someone does not understand this? Let him too rejoice and say, “What is this?” Let him rejoice even at this, and let him love to find you while not finding it out, rather than, while finding it out, not to find you.”

“...every grace and every virtue proceeds from God alone, and that not even a good thought can come from us except it be of Him.”

“The first few years eamonn and I were together I wasn't sure I even liked him, let alone loved him.”