God has planned the world too perfectly for me to doubt that everyone is where they are supposed to be.

I know a great number of things, though never all at once or for very long.

Nature was beautiful and filled with spirituality without needing to be likewise full of spirits.

I could either succumb to the nightmares I’ve raised or paint them.

Instead of the birds of the sky and beast of the field, the gods were more than men because Man needed them to be, for what could the world be if Man were the best of all creatures?

The Word no longer belonged to Man because they believed it did not. Man saw the gods alone as Creators and forgot that there had ever been any other way.

Angels are just beyond us. They’re creatures that biology doesn’t apply to. They don’t love humanity at all. They just love God.

You get a few of them together and don’t be surprised if pipes and drums appear out of nowhere. It is a sort of magic people believe in…

[His] leaving had stabbed her heart. This organ was not inclined to forgive her for vulnerability.

His mind was a tapestry constantly weaving and unweaving with the dedication of Penelope for her Odysseus.

You belong to the world. Don’t be afraid to be a part of it.

Anyone in any walk of life who is content with mediocrity is untrue to himself and to American tradition.

Enough of that, you damned conspirators, you will have us hanged a great deal sooner than we will.

If we love unconditionally just like our Creator, we will awaken of the goodness in souls.

I have this hope that there is a better way. Higher-level tools that actually let you see the structure of the software more clearly will be of tremendous value.

Is education possibly a process of trading awareness for things of lesser worth? The goose who trades his is soon a pile of feathers.

I am grateful for - though I can't keep up with - the flood of articles, theses, and textbooks that mean to share insight concerning the nature of poetry.

I can't wait to be racing through the streets of Chicago. As a notoriously fast course, I am out there to run a PR and compete with some of the world's best until the very end.

Vulnerability is the core of shame and fear and our struggle for worthiness, but it appears that it's also the birthplace of joy, of creativity, of belonging, of love.

I say that there is nothing deficient about our current theoretical grasp of mind-brain identities. The problem is only that they are counter-intuitive.

Either practice restraint or be prepared for crowding