Endless invention, endless experiment, brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness.
Where there is no temple there shall be no homes.
Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
When the Stranger says: ‘What is the meaning of this city? Do you huddle close together because you love each other?’ What will you answer? ‘We all dwell together To make money from each other’? or ‘This is a community’?
The soul of Man must quicken to creation.
The lot of man is ceaseless labour, or ceaseless idleness, which is still harder.
The Church must be forever building, and always decaying, and always being restored.
O Lord, deliver me from the man of excellent intention and impure heart: for the heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked.
Men have left GOD not for other gods, they say, but for no God; and this has never happened before.
I journeyed to London, to the timekept City, where the River flows, with foreign flotations. There I was told: we have too many churches, and too few chop-houses.
I have given you power of choice, and you only alternate between futile speculation and unconsidered action.
And they write innumerable books; being too vain and distracted for silence: seeking every one after his own elevation, and dodging his emptiness.
