If I sit for a while, then my impatience, crossness, frustration, are indeed annihilated, and my sense of humor returns.

There is in God, some say, a deep but dazzling darkness.

When we celebrate Christmas, we are celebrating that amazing time when the Word that shouted all the galaxies into being limited all power and, for love of us, came to us in the powerless body of a human baby.

An artist is someone who cannot rest, who can never rest as long as there is one suffering creature in the world.

With each book I write, I become more and more convinced that the books have a life of their own, quite apart from me.

Because it is the nature of love to create, a marriage itself is something which has to be created, so that, together we become a new creature.

Like and equal are not the same thing at all. -- Meg Murray