Towers in the Mist Quotes

“One was born a certain sort of person, and though by ceasless struggle one might become as nice as that sort of person ever is, one could never become as nice as a nicer sort of person.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Towers in the Mist

“Meanwhile Canon Leigh in his study did not know what on earth he ought to do; and when he remembered that he had four daughters who each of them might have five love affairs, making twenty all told, before he got them safely steered into the harbor of matrimony--though even then there might be upsets in the harbor--he came out in a cold sweat. He spent a bad night and in the cold light of dawn sat down and penned a note to Mistress Flowerdew, asking that he might wait upon her and receive her inestimable advice upon a matter of overwhelming importance.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Towers in the Mist

“It is always love of something. . . that brings joy; love of some human being, of beauty or of learning. Love is the unchanging landscape. . . at which, among the changes and chances or this mortal life, we sometimes look through the peep-hole of joy; the love of God of which human love is a tiny echo. To be lost in it will be to have eternal live. One can know no more than that.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Towers in the Mist

“We are all shadows, his friend had said, flying towards the sun, and those who get there, thought Faithful, pass through flame.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Towers in the Mist

“Where do the feet of the lonely take them? As the body turns always homeward at evening when the crowds are gone, so perhaps there is a country of the spirit to which the spirit turns in desolation. Perhaps one needed to be desolate to find that country, for if one were always happy one would not bother to look for it.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Towers in the Mist

“The heaven had cried out for joy, and the earth had answered, and between the two the smell of the gorse rose up like ascending prayer and linked them together. Music and scent were alive once more in the world; only color tarried, waiting upon the sun.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Towers in the Mist

“It was usual for Gervas Leigh to lose everything not actually attached to his person by a string, the habit of dissociation from material things being the first to be acquired by men of saintly character.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Towers in the Mist