Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.

I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap And seeing that it was a soft October night Curled once about the house, and fell asleep

If we really want to pray we must first learn to listen, for in the silence of the heart God speaks.

The last temptation is the greatest treason: to do the right deed for the wrong reason.

It is impossible to design a system so perfect that no one needs to be good.

The usual dog about the town is much inclined to play the clown.