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A man is called 'spiritually poor,' not because he has no money or anything of his own, but because he does not covet it or set his comfort and trust upon it as though it were his kingdom of heaven.
— Martin Luther
In accusing me of being a damnable sinner, you are cutting your own throat, Satan. You are reminding me of God's fatherly goodness toward me, that He so loved the world that He gave His only-begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. In calling me a sinner, Satan, you really comfort me above measure." With such heavenly cunning we are to meet the devil's craft and put from us the memory of sin.
— Martin Luther
When the Law drives you to the point of despair, let it drive you a little farther, let it drive you straight into the arms of Jesus who says: "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
— Martin Luther
In short, those of us who are in the church are in the vale of tears.
— Martin Luther
The devil is our mortal enemy, the world attacks us horribly, and it is evident everywhere that there is no more miserable and contemptible person on earth than a Christian. That is why we must have a greater, stronger, and more reliable comfort, to offset all their defiance and might.
— Martin Luther
When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.
— Mary Baker Eddy
Home is the dearest spot on earth, and it should be the centre, though not the boundary, of the affections.
— Mary Baker Eddy
God whispers in our pleasures, but shouts in our pain.
— CS Lewis
An angel asked me why are you sad?, thinking of you I answered because I miss her, then I heard the angel giggle...I looked up and began to smile and said oh, it's you!
— Anonymous
The best of it is, God is with us.
— John Wesley
Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone.
— CS Lewis
It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. Now he would have given all he had or ever might have to hold her warm in his arms, both of them wrapped in one blanket, and sleep. All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
— DH Lawrence