Part of doing something is listening. We are listening. To the sun. To the stars. To the wind.
Madeleine L'EngleWith each book I write, I become more and more convinced that the books have a life of their own, quite apart from me.
Madeleine L'EngleIt seemed to travel with her, to sweep her aloft in the power of song, so that she was moving in glory among the stars, and for a moment she, too, felt that the words Darkness and Light had no meaning, and only this melody was real.
Madeleine L'EngleLanguage changes. If it does not change, like Latin it dies. But we need to be aware that as our language changes, so does our theology change, particularly if we are trying to manipulate language for a specific purpose. That is what is happening with our attempts at inclusive language, which thus far have been inconclusive and unsuccessful.
Madeleine L'Engle