George MacDonald (1824 – 1905) was a Scottish author, poet and Christian minister. He graduated from the University of Aberdeen in 1845 with a master’s degree in chemistry and physics. In 1848 MacDonald began theological training at Highbury College and was appointed minister of Trinity Congregational Church, Arundel, in 1850. He later taught for some time at the University of London. He was a pioneering figure in the field of fantasy literature and his writings have been cited as a major literary influence by many notable authors. In addition to his fairy tales, MacDonald wrote several works on Christian apologetics. His best-known works are Phantastes, The Princess and the Goblin, At the Back of the North Wind, and Lilith.
Quotes by George MacDonald…
Who would not poverty for riches yield? A hovel sell to buy a treasure-field?
Thou art my life: I the brook, thou the spring.
Sometimes I wake, and, lo! I have forgot,
And drifted out upon an ebbing sea!
My soul that was at rest now resteth not,
For I am with myself and not with thee.
What is the use of the most sovereign of medicines while they stand on the sick man’s table? What is the mightiest of truths so long as it is not believed? The spiritually sick still mocks at the medicine offered; he will not know its cure.
The right will produce more right and be its own reward — in the end a reward altogether infinite, for God will meet it with what is deeper than all right, namely, perfect love.
It matters little where a man may be at this moment… the point is whether he is growing.
I leave it to other people to call me this or that. It matters little what anyone is called.
I want to help you to grow as beautiful as God meant you to be when he thought of you first.
As you grow ready for it, somewhere or other you will find what is needful for you in a book or a friend, or, best of all, in your own thoughts — the eternal thought speaking in your thought.
All the doors that lead inward to the secret place of the most high are doors outward: out of self — out of smallness — out of wrong.
