It is, of course, quite true that God will not love you any less, or have less use for you, if you happen to have been born with a very second-rate brain.

To be in love involves the most irresistible conviction that one will go on being in love until one dies, and that possession of the beloved will confer, not merely frequent ecstasies, but settled, fruitful, deep-rooted, lifelong happiness.

The grave and the image are equally links with the irrecoverable and symbols for the unimaginable.

Don't think of God in terms of forms, because forms are limited and God is unlimited.

and a charge of lying against someone whom you have always found truthful is a very serious thing; a very serious thing indeed.

God wants a child's heart and a grownup's head.

I am a product of long corridors, empty sunlit rooms, upstairs indoor silences, attics explored in solitude, distant noises of gurgling cisterns and pipes, and the noise of wind under the tiles. Also, of endless books.