"But Thou art making me, I thank Thee, Sire. What Thou hast done and doest Thou know'st well, and I will help Thee: gently in the fire I will lie burning; on Thy potter's-wheel I will whirl patient, though my brain should reel. Thy grace shall be enough the grief to quell, and growing strength perfect through weakness dire."- George MacDonald
Source: MacDonald, George. Diary of an Old Soul. Augsburg Publishing House, 1975. p. 100.