Death is the perfect knowing.

My God would never deliberately bring harm to anyone. But if it happens, if it simply happens due to wind and rain and weather and man's own mistakes, then God has promises to keep: Li£e continuing. An even richer, fuller, brighter ongoing life to compensate.

When you write from the heart, you not only light the dark path of your readers, you light your own way as well.

Let me remember that each life must follow its own course, and that what happens to other people has absolutely nothing to do with what happens to me.

One day you're racing about the business of life, harried but vital, a part of its machinery. Then gradually but inexorably you are left out, until one day you find the machinery tearing along without you - and nobody even notices.

poetry ... is another way to be hurled straight into the heart of God.

the habit of shutting doors behind us is invaluable to happiness; we must learn to shut life's doors to cut out the futile wind of past mistakes.