It’s difficult to do productive work and fume simultaneously—the labor dissipates your righteous steam—so
She kept looking away then back to me, as though at a nice surprise. This was maybe best of all. I never once expected to be someone’s nice surprise.
Once torched by truth, Swede wrote years later, a little thing like faith is easy.
I was drawn on. Conscious now that something needed doing, I moved ever higher on the land. Here entering an orchard of immense and archaic beauty. I say orchard: The trees were dense in one place, sc...
Sleep that day was a warm pool in which I dove and stayed, sporadically lifting my head to sense the world.
Whenever I didn't know what to write next, I put a swift river in front of his horse and sent the two of them across!
Let me say something about that word: miracle. For too long it's been used to characterize things or events that, though pleasant, are entirely normal. Peeping chicks at Easter time, spring generally,...
In times of dread it’s good to have an old man along. An old man has seen worse.
You said yourself they didn’t hurt your girl. Waiting, Davy asked, How many times does a dog have to bite before you put him down?
Be careful whom you choose to hate.The small and the vulnerable own a protection great enough, if you could but see it, to melt you into jelly.Beware those who reside beneath the shadow of the Wings.
It is one thing to say you're at war with this whole world and stick your chest out believing it, but when the world shows up with it's crushing numbers and its predatory knowledge, it is another thin...
It’s never been hard for me to fall in love, a quality that has yet to simplify one single day of my life.
Dewey Hall was the only building on campus not made of brick, and the tornado came for it in absolute maturity, no umbilical growth now but a strong slender lady hip-walking through campus--past the s...
Is worry’s sly assassin.
Do you know who is up at four in the morning? Dairy farmers. Paperboys. Lunatics.
Many a night I woke to the murmur of paper and knew he was up, sitting in the kitchen with frayed King James—oh, but he worked that book; he held to it like a rope ladder.
Many a night I woke to the murmer of paper and knew (Dad) was up, sitting in the kitchen with frayed King James - oh, but he worked that book; he held to it like a rope ladder.
Telegram saying, Existence is great but don’t read so much into it.
Don't you ever doubt it? Davy asked.And in fact I have. And perhaps will again. But here is what happens. I look out the window at the red farm--for here we live, Sara and I, in a new house across the...
Why is it our failures only show us more clearly the people we are failing?
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