As far as I'm concerned, there is only one absolute: God is love.

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

In our dreams we are able to fly . . . and that is a remembering of how we were meant to be.

If we are not willing to fail we will never accomplish anything. All creative acts involve the risk of failure.

There are times when I feel that he has withdrawn from me, and I have often given him cause, but Easter is always the answer to My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me!

It 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.

The concentration of a small child at play is analogous to the concentration of the artist of any discipline. In real play, which is real concentration, the child is not only outside time, he is outside himself.