My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.

Religion is more than rite and ritual.

A work of art works because it is true, not because it is real.

What works in a story is very different than what works in cinema. For example, dialogue in books: If you translate it too faithfully, it sounds a little stilted, because we often don't speak the way we speak in novels. Oral language is much punchier, shorter sentences.

To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.

How true is that necessity is the mother of invention, how very true.

These people walk by a widow deformed by leprosy...walk by children dressed in rags living in the street, and they think, 'Business as usual.' But if they perceive a slight against God, it is a different story. Their faces go red, their chests heave mightily, they sputter angry words. The degree of their indignation is astonishing. Their resolve is frightening.