Nobody with a good car needs to be justified.
I must write down that I am to be an artist. Not in the sense of aesthetic frippery but in the sense of aesthetic craftsmanship; otherwise I will feel my loneliness continually—like this today. The wo...
I can smell the sin on your breath.
His plate was full but his fists sat motionless like two dark quartz stones on either side of it.
You might as well go one place as another, he said. That's all I know.
There are those who maintain that you can't demand anything of the reader. They say the reader knows nothing about art, and that if you are going to reach him, you have to be humble enough to descend...
I guess a good man IS hard to find!
A good man is hard to find, Red Sammy said. Everything is getting terrible. I remember the day you could go off and leave your screen door unlatched. Not no more.
I came from a family where the only emotion respectable to show is irritation.
Those who have no absolute values cannot let the relative remain merely relative; they are always raising it to the level of the absolute.
The virtue of hope, in Enoch, was made up of two parts suspicion and one part lust.
I don’t want to be doomed to mediocrity in my feeling for Christ. I want to feel. I want to love. Take me, dear Lord, and set me in the direction I am to go
To the person who believes this- as the western world did up until a few centuries ago- this physical, sensible world is good because it proceeds from a divine source. The artist usually knows this by...
Wait here, wait here! he cried and jumped up and began to run for help toward a cluster of lights he saw in the distance ahead of him. Help, help! he shouted, but his voice was thin, scarcely a thread...
She didn’t like to admit it about her own kin, least about her own brother, but there he was—good for absolutely nothing.
Let me make no bones about it: I write from the standpoint of Christian orthodoxy. Nothing is more repulsive to me than the idea of myself setting up a little universe of my own choosing and propoundi...
He has the mistaken notion that a concern with grace is a concern with exalted human behavior, that it is a pretentious concern. It is, however, simply a concern with the human reaction to that which,...
Go back to hell where you came from, you old warthog
Art transcends its limitations only by staying within them.
It was love without reason, love for something futureless, love that appeared to exist only to be itself, imperious and all demanding, the kind that would cause him to make a fool of himself in an ins...