I kept one eye on the horizon, one eye on the other end of the lifeboat.
I entered the church, without fear this time, for it was now my house too. I offered prayers to Christ, who is alive. Then I raced down the hill on the left and raced up the hill on the right—to offer...
I am a person who believes in form, in the harmony of order. Where we can, we must give things a meaningful shape.
Can there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?
Because of the gnawing feeling that no matter how hard they work their efforts will yield nothing, that what they build up in one year will be torn down in one day by others.
Another favorite position of his was sitting with his back to me, his rear half resting on the floor of the boat and his front half on the bench, his face buried into the stern, paws right next to his...
Animals are also poisoned. And there are indecencies
In my youth, it was my good luck to have a few good teachers, men and women, who came into my head and lit a match.
For, of course, with all animals, including us, to stare is an aggressive act.
You see, the penis, it's so graceless, wouldn't you agree? When it's cold and shrivelled up, it looks like W.H. Auden in his old age; when it's hot, it flops and dangles about in a ridiculous way; whe...
What of God’s silence? I think it over. I add:An intellect confounded yet a trusting sense of presence and of ultimate purpose.
What his uncle does not understand is that in walking backwards, his back to the world, his back to God, he is not grieving. He is objecting. Because when everything cherished by you in life has been...
Things didn't turn out the way they used to, but what can you do? You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.
These people fail to realize that it is on the inside that God must be defended, not on the outside. They should direct their anger at themselves. For evil in the open is but evil from within that has...
The word isn't just the way it is. It is how we understand it, no? And in understanding something, we bring something to it, no? Doesn't that make life a story?
The sun was beginning to pull the curtains on the day.
Scientists are a friendly, atheistic, hard-working, beer-drinking lot whose minds are preoccupied with sex, chess and baseball when they are not preoccupied with science.
My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.
Life on a lifeboat isn't much of a life.
Life has taught him not to show off what is most precious to him.