Quotes from Stephen R. Lawhead

The fellowship of honorable men is a most potent force.

And I wondered if he knew how well, how naturally he led. Was it, in the end, so different leading men? Was it not much the same—picking out the trail, deciding the safest way, strengthening the unsure step with words of encouragement, guiding, going ahead, but not too far ahead—was not trailcraft much the same as kingcraft?

Jesu is alive!" he rasped, raising his voice above its normal whisper. "Rejoice and be glad, my friends, for all who trust in Christ have eternal life. And as we will one day gather in Heaven's Great Hall, let us enjoy the blessings of God's rich bounty this good Easter day—a foretaste of the Feast of the Lamb.

She walked along beneath a sky of bird's-egg blue

Had he but known that before the day was over he would discover the hidden dimensions of the universe, Kit might have been better prepared. At least, he would have brought an umbrella. Like

For the Creator, the past is never lost, never beyond recovery—because it can always be reclaimed by weaving it into a wider pattern of ultimate goodness so that even the most horrendous disasters of life may come to play a significant part in achieving the intended purpose of Creation. In this way, the past can be redeemed.

But, strange to tell, though I could remember those first glowing days of my arrival, I could not without intense effort recall much of my life before that—save in the most indefinite terms. Indeed, when compared to the intensely vivid life I knew in Albion, my life before coming to the Otherworld seemed almost unutterably remote and insignificant, little more than a vague pantomime acted out in a dim, colorless, half-light.

It is but one of the many follies of luxury which lead men to believe that plenty now is abundance always and fortune is everlasting. Pure folly.

We shuffled into the gents. It was damp and filthy. Evidently some misguided rustic had herded diarrhetic cattle through the place and the management had yet to come to terms with the crisis.

A limber body is often the companion of a limber mind," she told them. "The body is the bridge between the mind and the emotions, just as the emotions are the bridge between the mind and spirit.

Unbelievers enjoy the security of their unbelief; there is great confidence in ignorance. But I had seen the Cythrawl.

Digitalur är symptomatiska för vår motsägelsefulla tidsålder. De ger oss exakt tid på nanosekunden, men ingen kontext: en oändlig följd av "Du är här"-pilar, men ingen karta.

The sun rises low - if it rises at all - and hovers close to the horizon, barely skirting the hilltops before losing heart and sinking once more into the icy abyss of night.

justice ought sometimes to protect those least able to protect themselves.

the future is a most marvellous creation. For in it lies all the mystery of raw potentiality-a boundless reservoir of all that could be-formed by the illimitable interactions of conscious human beings with their individual environments, circumstances, and conditions, and in concert with their fellow humans.

Irreverent or not, it is true.

To see evil and call it good, mocks God. Worse, it makes goodness meaningless. A word without meaning is an abomination, for when the word passes beyond understanding the very thing the word stands for passes out of the world and cannot be recalled.

If thou wouldst seek justice, thyself must be just.

Do not think it impossible just because it has never happened. - Friar Tuck

Perhaps it is how we are made; perhaps words of truth reach us best through the heart, and stories and songs are the language of the heart

We are closest to Christ when sharing the world's misery. Think you Jesus came to remove our pains? Wherever did you get that notion? The Lord came, not to remove our suffering, but to show us the way through it to the glory beyond. We can overcome our travails. That is the promise of the cross.

Truth is a constant delight to those that love her; such beauty holds no power to offend.

When heaven joins the battle against you, who could stand?

Humility, if it comes at all, almost always comes too late.