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 looked at this tiny, perfect creature and it was as though a light switch had been turned on. A great rush of love flooded out of me.

Like it or not, we either add to the darkness of indifference and out-and-out evil which surrounds us or we light a candle to see by.

As human beings, the closest we can get to truth is through story.

We do learn and develop when we are exposed to those who are greater than we are. Perhaps this is the chief way we mature.

It does not matter that we cannot fathom this mystery. The only real problem comes when we think that we have.

We have much to be judged on when he comes, slums and battlefields and insane asylums, but these are the symptoms of our illness and the result of our failures in love.