The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.

Why do we people in churches seem like cheerful, brainless tourists on a packaged tour of the Absolute?

The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.

If I actually believed that the progress of human understanding depended on our crop of contemporary novelists, I would shoot myself.

if you stay still, earth buries you, ready or not.

The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.

The mind wants to live forever, or to learn a very good reason why not. The mind wants the world to return its love, or its awareness... The mind's sidekick, however, will settle for two eggs over easy. The dear, stupid body is easily satisfied as a spaniel. And, incredibly, the simple spaniel can lure the brawling mind to its dish. It is everlastingly funny that the proud, metaphysically ambitious mind will hush if you give it an egg.