Experience will guide us to the rules. You cannot make rules precede practical experience.

What he had yearned to embrace was not the flesh but a down spirit, a spark, the impalpable angel that inhabits the flesh.

Only the children know what they are looking for.

Loneliness is bred of a mind that has grown earth-bound.

All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.

I don't believe you! Flowers are weak creatures. They are naive. They reassure themselves as best they can. They believe that their thorns are terrible weapons.

In giving you are throwing a bridge across the chasm of your solitude.