I am what I am and cannot be otherwise because of the shadows.

If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.

When the human mind exists in the light of reason and no more than reason, we may say with absolute certainty that Man and all that made him will be in that instant gone.

It has been said repeatedly that one can never, try as he will, get around to the front of the universe. Man is destined to see only its far side, to realize nature only in retreat.

If it should turn out that we have mishandled our own lives as several civilizations before us have done, it seems a pity that we should involve the violet and the tree frog in our departure.

The great artist, whether he be musician, painter, or poet, is known for this absolute unexpectedness.

It is a commonplace of all religious thought, even the most primitive, that the man seeking visions and insight must go apart from his fellows and love for a time in the wilderness.

The journey is difficult, immense. We will travel as far as we can, but we cannot in one lifetime see all that we would like to see or to learn all that we hunger to know.

Each one of us is a statistical impossibility around which hover a million other lives that were never destined to be born.

We cannot pluck a flower witout disturbing a star.

It is frequently the tragedy of the great artist, as it is of the great scientist, that he frightens the ordinary man.

The expressions of those moving about a picture gallery show ill-concealed disappointment that they only find pictures there.

The king was pregnant.

My kindness is the old version of my life, I have grown up.

Because, " she said, "when you're scared but you still do it anyway, that's brave.

Don’t be that kind of person who goes about falling in love everywhere.

The work you are treating is one full of dangerous hazard, and you are treading over fires lurking beneath treacherous ashes.

When a man has found the Lord, he no longer has to use words when he is praying, for the Spirit Himself will intercede for him with groans that cannot be uttered.

If you're lucky enough to still have grandparents, visit them, cherish them and celebrate them while you can.

Can we love but on condition that the thing we love must die?