We know you have a great mind and all, Mother, but you don’t have much sense.

A self is not something static, tied up in a pretty parcel and handed to the child, finished and complete. A self is always becoming.

Because we fail to listen to each other's stories, we are becoming a fragmented human race.

Man is; it matters to him; this is terrifying unless it matters to God, too, because this is the only possible reason we can matter to ourselves.

Inspiration does not always precede the act of writing; it often follows it.

Integrity, like humility, is a quality which vanishes the moment we are conscious of it in ourselves. We see it only in others.

Love of music, of sunsets and sea; a liking for the same kind of people; political opinions that are not radically divergent; a similar stance as we look at the stars and think of the marvelous strangeness of the universe - these are what build a marriage. And it is never to be taken for granted.