I think it [religion] is an art, the greatest one; an extension of the communion all the other arts attempt.

We were restless for ages...After a while I heard an owl hooting and calmed myself by thinking of it flying over the dark fields – and then I remembered it would be pouncing on mice. I love owls, but I wish God had made them vegetarian.

Perhaps what you call conventionality, I call decency.

I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.

Time takes the ugliness and horror out of death and turns it into beauty.

Perhaps watching someone you love suffer can teach you even more than suffering yourself can.

I like seeing people when they can't see me.