Man was the outlaw, the rebel, the distorted shape that scarred the earth, the voice that silenced the music of Eden, the hand that raised up obscenities and blasphemies. Man was the pariah-dog, the moral leper in this translucent mirror of Heaven. He was the muddier of crystal waters, the despoiler of forests, the murderer of the innocent, the challenger against God. He was the assassin of the saints and the prophets, for they spoke of what he WOULD NOT HEAR, in the darkness of his spirit!
Taylor CaldwellThough I am a Catholic, a professing one, I have serious doubts about the survival of the human personality after death.
Taylor CaldwellAnimals do not betray; they do not exploit; they do not oppress; they do not enslave; they do not sin. They have their being, and their being is honest, and who can say this of man?
Taylor CaldwellDespair is sometimes the great energizer of the mind, though sometimes its flowering may be sterile.
Taylor Caldwell