Jean was visited by one of her rare moments of happiness, one of those moments when the goodness of God was so real to her that it was like taste and scent; the rough strong taste of honey in the comb and the scent of water. Her thoughts of God had a homeliness that at times seemed shocking, in spite of their power, which could rescue her from terror or evil with an ease that astonished her.

What is the scent of water?" "Renewal. The goodness of God coming down like dew.

cowardice more than any other failing demands a ruthless paying of the price from those who give it hospitality.

I have known him nearly all my life, and I am going to marry him, so that there won't ever be a time when I shan't know him.

Most of the basic truths of life sound absurd at first hearing.

All human beings have their otherness and it is that which cries out to the heart.

Could you understand the meaning of light if there were no darkness to point the contrast? Day and night, life and death, love and hatred, since none of these things can have any being at all apart from the existence of the other, you can no more separate them than you can separate the two sides of a coin.