“Oh,” the priest said, “that’s another thing altogether–God is love. I don’t say the heart doesn’t feel a taste of it, but what a taste. The smallest glass of love mixed with a pint pot of ditch-water. We wouldn’t recognize that love. It might even look like hate. It would be enough to scare us–God’s love. It set fire to a bush in the desert, didn’t it, and smashed open graves and set the dead walking in the dark. Oh, a man like me would run a mile to get away if he felt that love around.”
— The Power and the Glory, Graham Greene
Little Stories 
Aren’t you proud? I’ve actually read this!
Beautiful passage, though!