Very few writers really know what they are doing until they have done it.

Laughter is carbonated holiness.

You get your intuition back when you make space for it, when you stop the chattering of the rational mind.

I think joy and sweetness and affection are a spiritual path. We're here to know God, to love and serve God, and to be blown away by the beauty and miracle of nature. You just have to get rid of so much baggage to be light enough to dance, to sing, to play. You don't have time to carry grudges; you don't have time to cling to the need to be right.

People help you or you help them and when we offer or receive help, we take in each other. And then we are saved.

In fact, not forgiving is like drinking rat poison and then waiting for the rat to die.

I wish there were shortcuts to wisdom and self-knowledge: cuter abysses or three-day spa wilderness experiences. Sadly, it doesn't work that way. I so resent this.