Of course. I am well aware that the streets of New York are not safe, but then there is no longer any place in the world which is safe. One cannot live in perpetual fear, one has to be as prudent as p...
We think because we have words, not the other way around. The more words we have, the better able we are to think conceptually.
Human beings are the only creatures who are allowed to fail. If an ant fails, it's dead. But we're allowed to learn from our mistakes and from our failures. And that's how I learn, by falling flat on...
Growing up is a process that never ends. It isn't a point you attain so you can say, Hooray, I'm grown up. Some people never grow up. And nobody ever finishes growing. Or shouldn't. If you stop you mi...
In my dreams, I never have an age.
But BEing time is never wasted time. When we are BEing, not only are we collaborating with chronological time, but we are touching on kairos, and are freed from the normal restrictions of time.
We lived on 82nd Street and the Metropolitan Museum was my short cut to Central Park. I wrote:I go into the museumand look at all the pictures on the walls.Instead of feeling my own insignificanceI wa...
We are all broken, we human creatures, and to pretend we’re not is to inhibit healing.
Truth is eternal. Knowledge is changeable. It is disastrous to confuse them.
There’s no such thing as an unbreakable scientific rule, because, sooner or later, they all seem to get broken. Or to change.
There are still stars which move in ordered and beautiful rhythm. There are still people in this world who keep promises.
The most memorable books from our childhoods are those that make us feel less alone,
The most memorable books from our childhoods are those that make us feel less alone, convince us that our own foibles and quirks are both as individual as a finger-print and as universal as an open ha...
The artist, if he is not to forget how to listen, must retain the visionwhich includes angels and dragons and unicorns, and all the lovely creatures which our world would put in a bos marked, 'Childre...
Strength can always be used to destroy as well as create,
Stay angry, little Meg, Mrs Whatsit whispered. You will need all your anger now.
One of the most pusillanimous things we of the female sex have done throughout the centuries is to have allowed the male sex to assume that mankind is masculine. It is not. It takes both male and fema...
Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.
My daughter, I am not a Mrs Whatsit, a Mrs Who, or a Mrs Which. Yes, Calvin has told me everything he could. I am a human being, and a very fallible one. But I agree with Calvin. We were sent here for...
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?' For our sakes Jesus went through all the suffering we may ever have to endure, and because he cried out those words we may cry them out, too.