I've always thought about the theatre like a Christmas tree, all shining and bright with beautiful ornaments. But now it seems like a Christmas tree with the tinsel all tarnished and the colored balls...
I was just laughing because I felt good. You act as though you keep expecting people to laugh at you. You ought to just laugh at them. I’ll bet they’re funnier than you are.
I think we're supposed to ask too much of each other; otherwise, nothing would ever get done.
I simply take him into my heart, and then put him into God's hand.
I love, therefore I am vulnerable.
I heard a man of brilliance cry out that God has withdrawn from nations when they have turned from Him, and surely we are astiff-necked people; why should He not withdraw? But then I remember Jonah ac...
I have never lived before...Until this summer, I did not know what it was to be alive.
I doubt if it is given to the human being to understand completely the blessed passion and precious death, the mighty resurrection and glorious ascension of our Lord Jesus Christ. I know that I do not...
I do not know everything; still many things I understand.
I didn't mean to tell you, Mrs. Whatsit faltered. I didn't mean ever to let you know. But oh, my dears, I did so love being a star! Yyouu are sstill verry yyoungg, Mrs Witch said, her voice faintly ch...
I am not some kind of computer. Only machines have glib answers for everything.
How long your closet held a whiff of you,Long after hangers hung austere and bare.I would walk in and suddenly the trueSharp sweet sweat scent controlled the airAnd life was in that small still living...
How do I make more than a fumbling attempt to explain that faith is not legislated, that it is not a small box which works twenty-four hours a day? If I 'believe' for two minutes once every month or s...
Holiness ... is nothing we can *do* ... It is gift, sheer gift, waiting there to be recognized and received. We do not have to be qualified to be holy. We do not have to be qualified to be whole, or h...
He said, There’s a sermon of John Donne’s I have often had cause to remember during my lifetime. He says, Other men’s crosses are not my crosses. We all have our own cross to carry, and one is all mos...
Fewmets to Mr. Jenkins, anyhow.
Fewmets is my new swear word. I’m tired of all the old ones.
Death is the most ordinary thing in the world, and so is birth. Someone is being born at this very moment. Someone is dying. Ordinary, and yet completely extraordinary. The marvel of having my babies...
Charles Wallace understands more than the rest of us, doesn’t he?
But there’s a kind of vanity in thinking you can nurse the world. There’s a kind of vanity in goodness.