Belief in God and a future life makes it possible to go through life with less of stoic courage than is needed by skeptics.

I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.

If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing god invents

God is the perfect poet.

God made all the creatures and them our love and out fear, To give sign, we and they are his children, one family here.

And Jacob came clothed in vile harsh attire, But to supplant, and with gainful intent; God clothed Himself in vile man’s flesh, that so He might be weak enough to suffer woe.

What in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and support, That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men. 1 Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 22.

Shall love be blamed for want of faith?

“[I have] enormous faith, but it’s not attached to any one in particular religion. My mother was one thing, my father another. In Holland they were all Calvinists. That has no importance at all to me.”

Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan His work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.

A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.

God made the country, and man made the town.

“Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.”

It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.

“Faith, in the sense in which I am here using the word, is the art of holding on to things your reason has once accepted, in spite of your changing moods.”

“Faith is the art of holding on to things your reason has once accepted in spite of your changing moods.”

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God, But only he who sees takes off his shoes; The rest sit round and pluck blackberries.

No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.

And if God choose I shall but love thee better after death.

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God.

It is natural to believe in God when you're alone-- quite alone, in the night, thinking about death.