Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex or simple.

... the object of learning was not to build a better mousetrap but to ask a better question.

The failure of modern living is the failure of the imagination...Literature is the royal road that enables us to enter the realm of the imagination.

If I canot know your name, may I light a lamp so I can see your face?' If you sould ever see my face, you will lose me forever.' Why?' Psyche wanted to know. 'Are you ugly? Are you afraid I won't love you if I see your face?' Perhaps I am afraid that if you see my face, it will be THAT that you will love and not me.' I understand, believe me. I know what that feels like.

Goodness was not a trait you acquired; it was a value you practiced when you were on the verge of doing evil.

I'm tired of thinking and I'm really tired of Feeling. —Jenna Richards

Dying ain't important. Everyone does that. What's important is how well you do your living.