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

Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you.

Like any child, I slid into myself perfectly fitted, as a diver meets her reflection in a pool. Her fingertips enter the fingertips on the water, her wrists slide up her arms. The diver wraps herself in her reflection wholly, sealing it at the toes, and wears it as she climbs rising from the pool, and ever after.

The body of literature, with its limits and edges, exists outside some people and inside others. Only after the writer lets literature shape her can she perhaps shape literature.

You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it.

We live in all we seek.

People who take photographs during their whole vacation won't remember their vacation. They'll only remember what photographs they took.