Not quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures.

- Elizabeth Goudge

There always comes, I think, a sort of peak in suffering at which either you win over your pain or your pain wins over you, according as to whether y…

- Elizabeth Goudge

autumn days have a holiness that spring lacks ... They are like old serene saints for whom death has lost its terror.

- Elizabeth Goudge

The sun is still there... even if clouds drift over it. Once you have experienced the reality of sunshine you may weep, but you will never feel ice a…

- Elizabeth Goudge

Peace ... was contingent upon a certain disposition of the soul, a disposition to receive the gift that only detachment from self made possible.

- Elizabeth Goudge

He had discovered that the choice between self-love or love of something other than self offers no escape from suffering either way, it is merely a c…

- Elizabeth Goudge

Faith given back to us after a night of doubt is a stronger thing, and far more valuable to us than faith that has never been tested.

- Elizabeth Goudge

...there began to come to her a first dim realization of God's humility. Rejected by the proud in His own right by what humble means He chose to succ…

- Elizabeth Goudge

Because of course she had known she must go. She always did the thing because in obedience lay the integrity that God asked of her. If anyone had ask…

- Elizabeth Goudge