If I have something I want to say that is too difficult for adults to swallow, then I will write it in a book for children.

I rebel against death, yet I know that it is how I respond to death's inevitability that is going to make me less or more fully alive.

Plato spoke of the necessity for divine madness in the poet. It is a frightening thing to open oneself to this strange and dark side of the divine; it means letting go our sane self control, that control which gives us the illusion of safety. But safety is only an illusion, and letting it go is part of listening to the silence, and to the spirit.

Part of doing something is listening. We are listening. To the sun. To the stars. To the wind.

As I listen to the silence, I learn that my feelings about art and my feelings about the Creator of the Universe are inseparable. To try to talk about art and about Christianity is for me one and the same thing, and it means attempting to share the meaning of my life, what gives it, for me, its tragedy and its glory.

A book comes and says, 'Write me.

Only Christ can free us from the prison of legalism, and then only if we are willing to be freed.