No matter how long we exist, we have our memories. Points in time which time itself cannot erase. Suffering may distort my backward glances, but even to suffering, some memories will yield nothing of their beauty or their splendor. Rather they remain as hard as gems.

His Back was turned to the end of the world and the end of the world was quiet.

Some mysteries are simply irresistible,” she said. “They have components that alter a life.

I knelt and prayed, and the strongest truth came over me. Didn't matter if God in his heaven was a Catholic or a Protestant God, or the God of the Hindus. What mattered was something deeper and older and more powerful than any such image - it was a concept of goodness based upon the affirmation of life, the turning away from destruction, from the perverse, from man using and abusing man. It was the affirmation of the human and the natural.

Sweet to think on it, that when we are last weary of all this world there is the rising sun

Sometimes fear is a warning. It's like someone putting a hand on your shoulder and saying Go No Farther.

Artists are meant to be madmen, to disturb and shock us.