Until we can sense a sacred quality in time we will not begin to have a fuller understanding of it.

Life is a process of continually reordering priorities.

How frustrating it is to be out-argued by someone you know is dead wrong but is more eloquent.

I feel that the only true security I have is my capacity, however limited, to love.

I'm afraid my glass is no longer half full because I drank most of it.

One of the small consolations of old age, if you are lucky, can be at least a partial recovery of innocence.

To insist that I am not forgiven is a kind of inverse arrogance.