The growth of love is not a straight line, but a series of hills and valleys.

In art we are once again able to do all the things we have forgotten; we are able to walk on water; we speak to the angels who call us; we move, unfettered, among the stars.

We cannot always cry at the right time and who is to say which time is right?

Anything that's natural can't be sinful-it may be inconvenient, but it's not sinful.

the discoveries don't come when you're looking for them. They come when for some reason you've let go conscious control.

Rather than feeling lost and unimportant and meaningless, set against galaxies which go beyond the reach of the furthest telescopes, I feel that my life has meaning. Perhaps I should feel insignificant, but instead I feel a soaring in my heart that the God who could create all this — and out of nothing — can still count the hairs of my head.

Like and equal are two entirely different things.