I was at the annual meeting of a state library association a few years later, when the children were in the process of leaving the nest, and one of the librarians asked me, What do you think you and H...
Have you ever tried to get to your feet with a sprained dignity?
Hate is like cancer, separate from the normal cells, devouring and not being nourished, annihilating itself along with everything it attacks.
And we're not alone, you know, children, came Mrs. Whatsit, the comforter. All through the universe, it's being fought, all through the cosmos, and my, but it's a grand and exciting battle. I know it'...
Some of these questions don't have finite answers, but the questions themselves are important. Don't stop asking, and don't let anybody tell you the questions aren't worth it. They are.
Being alive hurts. I have found it best not to rush for the aspirin bottle. - A Severed Wasp
I like the fact that in ancient Chinese art the great painters always included a deliberate flaw in their work: human creation is never perfect.
Women in Jesus' day were less than second-class citizens.
When will you comeand how will you comeand will we be ready
We live by revelation, as Christians, as artists, which means we must be careful never to get set into rigid molds. The minute we begin to think we know all the answers, we forget the questions, and w...
This wasn't the first time that I'd come close to death, but it was the first time I'd been involved in this part of it, this strange, terrible saying goodbye to someone you've loved.
The writer does want to be published; the painter urgently hopes that someone will see the finished canvas (van Gogh was denied the satisfaction of having his work bought and appreciated during his li...
The name of God is so awe-full, so unpronounceable, that it has never been used by any of his creatures. Indeed, it is said that if, inadvertently, the great and terrible name of God should be spoken,...
The best way to guide children without coercion is to be ourselves.
Our country in general assumes that the pursuit of happiness really means the pursuit of pleasure and that therefore pleasure is the greatest good.
Only a fool is not afraid.
Meg’s eyes were too bright. I wish human beings couldn’t have feelings. I am having feelings. They hurt.
Maybe I don't like being different, Meg said. but I don't want to be like everybody else, either.
Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do. I've never had a feeling in my life. As a matter of fact, I matter only with earth people.
I do not believe that true optimism can come about except through tragedy.