I am not some kind of computer. Only machines have glib answers for everything.

We cannot always cry at the right time and who is to say which time is right?

Accepting that we are angry is a healthy and appropriate response as long as we don't get stuck in it. Acknowledging it is one way of going through it.

Conversion for me was not a Damascus Road experience. I slowly moved into an intellectual acceptance of what my intuition had always known.

A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.

That's a sure way to tell about somebody--the way they play, or don't play, make-believe.

The joys of love...last only a moment. The sorrows of love last all the life long.