John buchan

Civilization is a conspiracy. Modern life is the silent compact of comfortable folk to keep up pretences.

You think that a wall as solid as the earth separates civilization from barbarism. I tell you the division is a thread, a sheet of glass. A touch here, a push there, and you bring back the reign of...

There may be Peace without Joy, and Joy without Peace, but the two combined make Happiness.

Prayer opens the heart to God, and it is the means by which the soul, though empty, is filled by God.

We can pay our debts to the past by putting the future in debt to ourselves.

Peace is that state in which fear of any kind is unknown.

He disliked emotion, not because he felt lightly, but because he felt deeply.

The robe of flesh wears thin, and with the years God shines through all things.

The best prayers have often more groans than words.

Without humility there can be no humanity.