Art serves us best precisely at that point where it can shift our sense of what is possible, when we know more than we knew before, when we feel we have - by some manner of a leap - encountered the truth. That, by the logic of art, is always worth the pain.

Not the intense moment Isolated, with no before and after, But a lifetime burning in every moment.

The True Church can never fail. For it is based upon a rock.

As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill.

time past and time future what might have been and what has been point to one end, which is always present.

Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair-

A good half of the effort of understanding what the Indian philosophers were after - and their subtleties make most of the great European philosophers look like schoolboys.