Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.

No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.

At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.

A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time.

As a life's work, I would remember everything - everything, against loss. I would go through life like a plankton net.

Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.

According to Inuit culture in Greenland, a person possesses six or seven souls. The souls take the form of tiny people scattered throughout the body.

The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.

I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.

The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.

The presence of the Lord destroys a life of struggle. You will struggle until you encounter His presence.

The deeper in you go the more unique you become

The author likens crisis, and particularly war, to stop motion photography in its capacity to make changes plain that are ordinarily too gradual to be seen.

Perhaps one of the reasons I've avoided standing on the point toward the horizon is the second you stand up and point toward a horizon, you realize how much there is to lose.

It seems to me that God would not have endowed us with a mind and a sense of curiosity if he did not mean for us to use it.

Worrying is a waste of time. It doesn't change anything. It messes with your mind and steals your happiness.

Happy is the man whom the Muses love: sweet speech flows from his mouth.

I don't just strictly sample. I build. I'm a musician: I play piano and drums, I read notes, I write music.

A watered down gospel is no gospel at all

Robert Rotenberg does for Toronto what Ian Rankin does for Edinburgh.