In a few years, no doubt, marriage licences will be sold like dog licences, good for 12 months.

And what strange voices they have! Sometimes like the complaining of small children; sometimes like the noise of lambs.

If we must play the theological game, let us never forget that it is a game. Religion, it seems to me, can survive only as a consciously accepted system of make-believe.

No holiday is ever anything but a disappointment.

Wild inside; raging, writhing—yes, "writhing" was the word, writhing with desire. But outwardly he was hopelessly tame; outwardly—baa, baa, baa.

The essay is a literary device for saying almost everything about almost anything

Pure Spirit, one hundred degrees proof - that's a drink that only the most hardened contemplation-guzzlers indulge in. Bodhisattvas dilute their Nirvana with equal parts of love and work.