If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love.

Behind the violence of the birthing of galaxies and stars and planets came a quiet and tender melody, a gentle love song. All the raging of creation, the continuing hydrogen explosions on the countless suns, the heaving of planetary bodies, all was enfolded in a patient, waiting love.

prayer is whenever we consciously try to get in contact with the numinous, the ineffable, the marvelous.

Because you're not what I would have you be, I blind myself to who, in truth, you are.

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'.

You have to write the book that wants to be written.

Following Christ has nothing to do with success as the world sees success. It has to do with love.