Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait point. French. Pascal. The heart has its reasons, whereof reason knows nothing.
I am encouraged as I look at some of those who have listened to their different drum: Einstein was hopeless at school math and commented wryly on his inadequacy in human relations. Winston Churchill w...
I Name you Echthroi. I Name you Meg.I Name you Calvin.I Name you Mr. Jenkins.I Name you Proginoskes.I fill you with Naming.Be!Be, butterfly and behemoth,be galaxy and grasshopper,star and sparrow,you...
From the shoulders, slowly a pair of wings unfolded, wings made of rainbows, of light upon water, of poetry. Calvin fell to his knees. No, Mrs. Whatsit said, though her voice was not Mrs. Whatsit's vo...
Come t'e' picciol fallo amaro morso! Dante. What grievous pain a little fault doth give thee!
But my memories are like a fire in winter—whenever I'm cold I can warm my hands at them.—Ditta
But a planet can also become dark because of too strong a desire for security … the greatest evil there is. Meg resists her father’s analysis. What’s wrong with wanting to be safe? Mr. Murry insists t...
Ananda: that joy without which the universe will fall apart and collapse.
We can't take any credit for our talents. It's how we use them that counts.
All will be redeemed in God's fullness of time, all, not just the small portion of the population who have been given the grace to know and accept Christ. All the strayed and stolen sheep. All the lit...
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...
Today we live in a society that seems to be less and less concerned with reality. We drink instant coffee and reconstituted orange juice. We buy our vegetables on cardboard trays covered with plastic....
The author & the reader "know" each other: they meet on the bridge of words
But there is something about Time. The sun rises and sets. The stars swing slowly across the sky and fade. Clouds fill with rain and snow, empty themselves, and fill again. The moon is born, and dies,...
It takes too much energy to be against something unless it's really important.
We are all broken, we human creatures, and to pretend we’re not is to inhibit healing.
Very few of us understand Honorable Bird, except to acknowledge that without his power and grace nothing would be written, painted, or composed at all. To say anything beyond this about the creative p...
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...
That's quite something, to be loved by someone like Mrs Whatsit.