They needed me, Mackilwraith; they needed me. And if there is one thing which utterly destroys a boy's character, it is to be needed. Boys are unendurable unless they are wholly expendable.
"What would you do if you were me?" said Solly.
"What would I do in your place?"
"No, no; you’d do something fantastic and get farther into the soup. I want to know what you would do if you were intelligent but prudent. What would you do if you were me?"
We come to God in little steps, not in a leap.
The world is full of people whose notion of a satisfactory future is, in fact, a return to the idealized past.