If there are any souls in hell, it is because that is where they insist on being.

Look if you like, but you will have to leap.

We would rather be ruined than changed. We would rather die in our dread than climb the cross of the moment and let our illusions die.

God is Love, we are taught as children to believe. But when we first begin to get some inkling of how He loves us, we are repelled; it seems so cold, indeed, not love at all as we understand the word.

It is a sad fact about our culture that a poet can earn much more money writing or talking about his art than he can by practicing it.

I don't think the mystical experience can be verbalized. When the ego disappears, so does power over language.

When one looks into the window of a store which sells devotional art objects, one can't help wishing the iconoclasts had won.