In my experience, it is Affection that creates this taste, teaching us first to notice, then to endure, then to smile at, then to enjoy, and finally to appreciate the people who 'happen to be there.' Made for us? Thank God, no. They are themselves, odder than you could have believed and worth far more than we guessed.

Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal.

A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, 'darkness' on the walls of his cell.

There is no other day. All days are present now. This moment contains all moments.

Only the skilled can judge the skillfulness, but that is not the same as judging the value of the result.

You can make anything by writing.

We are born helpless. As soon as we are fully conscious we discover loneliness.