Lord, how the day passes! It's like a life - so quickly when we don't watch it and so slowly when we do.

There's a capacity for appetite... that a whole heaven and earth of cake can't satisfy

We can shoot rockets into space but we can't cure anger or discontent.

It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.

she knew she could help him best by being silent and by being near

The proofs that God does not exist are very strong, but in lots of people they are not as strong as the feeling that He does.

My wife, my Mary, goes to her sleep the way you would close the door of a closet. So many times I have watched her with envy. Her lovely body squirms a moment as though she fitted herself into a cocoon. She sighs once and at the end of it her eyes close and her lips, untroubled, fall into that wise and remote smile of the Ancient Greek gods. She smiles all night in her sleep, her breath purrs in her throat, not a snore, a kitten's purr... She loves to sleep and sleep welcomes her.