But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me; there was always something deadly lurking in anything I wanted, anything I loved.

I began to know that each morning reasserted the problems of night before, that sleep suspended all but changed nothing, that you couldn’t make yourself over between dawn and dusk.

There was no harm in taking aim, even if the target was a dream.

I felt that I was not, never had been and never would be a living part of this overpoweringly solid and deeply meaningful world around me.

It seemed clear that wars were not made by generations and their special stupidities, but that wars were made instead by something ignorant in the human heart

What I mean is, I love winter, and when you really love something, then it loves you back, in whatever way it has to love.

As I said, this was my sarcastic summer. It was only long after that I recognized sarcasm as the protest of people who are weak.

But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.

Sarcasm is the protest of the weak.

Peace is indivisible, and the surrounding world confusion found no reflection inside me.

We are all born equally far from the sun.

Never forget to smile

With Jehovah- Jireh, life is a joyful journey.

Writers have the purity of their art and what they want to achieve with that, and that this purity is bound up with the messy material conditions of trying to make a living while doing that work.

Nothing is as it seems; everything is as you allow it to be

Climbing is so fun and such a good experience, that I think it's important not to take it too seriously. It's not the end of the world - or the entire world either.

We'll have all the best of this and Heaven too, the best of two Worlds!-Heaven now and Heaven to come!

When Wealth walks in at the Door, the Press Agent comes in through the Window.

I have gazed on the face of Agamemnon.

Remember, most of us got something for nothing the first time just by showing up here at birth. Now we have to qualify.

If God had meant them to be lifted and separated, He would have put one on each shoulder.