There are forces working in the world as never before in the history of mankind for standardization, for the regimentation of us all, or what I like to call making muffins of us, muffins all like every other muffin in the muffin tin. This is the limited universe, the drying dissipating universe that we can help our children to avoid by providing them with ‘explosive material capable of stirring up fresh life endlessly'.

When we believe in the impossible, it becomes possible, and we can do all kinds of extraordinary things.

The part of us that has to be burned away is something like the deadwood on the bush; it has to go, to be burned in the terrible fire of reality, until there is nothing left but . . . what we are meant to be.

For the things that are seen are temporal, but things that are unseen are eternal.

I don't understand it any more than you do, but one thing I've learned is that you don't have to understand things for them to be.

The discipline of creation, be it to paint, compose, write, is an effort towards wholeness.

If you want to write, you need to keep an honest, unpublishable journal that nobody reads, nobody but you.