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...
Some things have to be believed to be seen.
It might be a good idea if, like the White Queen, we practiced believing six impossible things every morning before breakfast, for we are called on to believe what to many people is impossible. Instea...
I will have nothing to do with a God who cares only occasionally. I need a God who is with us always, everywhere, in the deepest depths as well as the highest heights. It is when things go wrong, when...
When the bright angel dominates, out comes a great work of art, a Michelangelo David or a Beethoven symphony.
— По-твоему, объяснить можно все и всегда? — Да. Я верю в это. Но я также думаю, что мы, люди, слишком ограниченны, а потому иногда просто не в состоянии постичь эти объяснения. Но ты ведь понимаешь,...
— Ну зачем вы обязательно хотите, чтобы я смотрела на неприятные вещи, когда в мире есть столько чудесного?— В мире скоро не останется чудесных вещей, на которые ты смогла бы смотреть, если ответствен...
— А у вас самого разве не было папы? — удивилась Мэг. — Папа не нужен зачем-то. Он нужен вам просто потому, что он ваш папа!
You've got to learn to walk through a pigpen and not get dirty.
When the work takes over, then the artist is enabled to get out of the way, not to interfere. When the work takes over, then the artist listens.
We live by revelation, as Christians, as artists, which means that 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,...
Thinking I'm a moron gives people something to feel smug about, Charles Wallace said. Why should I disillusion them?
There're a lot of things you don't understand. Zachary smoldered his gaze at me. I came looking for you, and then when I found out where you were, suddenly it didn't seem worth it. It wasn't you. It w...
The artist is a servant who is willing to be a birthgiver. In a very real sense the artist (male or female) should be like Mary who, when the angel told her that she was to bear the Messiah, was obedi...
She screamed out... and whether it was to help him or for him to help her, she did not know.
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...
Mr Jenkins. Unique, as every star in the sky is unique, every leaf on every tree, every snowflake, every farandola, every cherubim, unique: Named.
Max had a book with her and began leafing through it, looking for something. There's a passage our conversation reminds me of ...What?In the Upanishads -- a series of Sanskrit works which are part of...
It's idiotic, it's crazy. If you die and then you're just nothing, there isn't any point to anything. Why do we live at all if we die and stop being? Father wasn't ready to be stopped. No one's ready...
It is only when we are fully rooted that we are really able to move.