In our dreams we are able to fly . . . and that is a remembering of how we were meant to be.
Madeleine L'EngleI think that all artists, regardless of degree of talent, are a painful, paradoxical combination of certainty and uncertainty, of arrogance and humility, constantly in need of reassurance, and yet with a stubborn streak of faith in their own validity no matter what.
Madeleine L'EnglePart of doing something is listening. We are listening. To the sun. To the stars. To the wind.
Madeleine L'EngleInspiration more often comes during the work than before it, because the largest part of the job of an artist is to listen to the work.
Madeleine L'EngleA burst of harmony so brilliant that it almost overwhelmed them surrounded Meg, the cherubim, Calvin, and Mr. Jenkins. But after a moment of breathlessness, Meg was able to open herself to the song of the farae, these strange creatures who were Deepened, rooted, yet never seperated from each other, no matter how great the distance. We are the song of the universe. We sing with the angelic host. We are musicians. The farae and the stars are the singers. Our song orders the rhythm of creation.
Madeleine L'Engle