Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?...He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage...

I look at you, and I think about you, and ... I don't know. No one has ever confounded me the way you do.

I have to believe much in God because I have lost my faith in man.

The practice of forgiving is a sequential practice that begins with excusing someone.

My feeling is that there is nothing in life but refraining from hurting others, and comforting those who are sad.

I know how you feel. But people can't surpass their true design. Our talents, our gifts. All programmed into us from the start. I know this because since birth... I was made to destroy.

I realised I've got quite a talent for coming up with ideas for design. I've got so many ideas about fashion.

In the end, it's always a single person who makes change. But I do think we should try to send artists out into the world and not have them all stick together in the big cities.

Prayers are heard in heaven in proportion to our faith. Little faith gets very great mercies, but great faith still greater.

A writer is a controlled schizophrenic.

Maybe the life I think I'm living is a paranoid delusion...Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once hoarded money. I save it, so I will have enough, when the time comes.