Run, John, run, the Law commands, But gives me neither feet nor hands. 'Tis better news the Gospel brings: It bids me fly and gives me wings. John Bunyan
[He] who will, in the long run, be satisfied with nothing less than perfection, will also be delighted with the first feeble, stumbling effort you make tomorrow to do the simplest duty. C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
The Magpie 