We want, in fact, not so much a father in heaven as a grandfather in heaven: a senile benevolence who, as they say, "liked to see young people enjoying themselves" and whose plan for the universe was simply that it might be truly said at the end of each day, "a good time was had by all."

Pure, spiritual, intellectual love shot form their faces like barbedlightning. It was so unlike the love we experience that its expressioncould easily be mistaken for ferocity.

Bereavement is a universal and integral part of our experience of love.

The more we get what we now call 'ourselves' out of the way and let Him take us over, the more truly ourselves we become.

Thirty was so strange for me. I've really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult.

There are no variations except for those who know a norm, and no subtleties for those who have not grasped the obvious.

Regarding the debate about faith and works: It's like asking which blade in a pair of scissors is most important.