I'll tell you what pressure is. Pressure is a Messerschmitt up your arse. Playing cricket is not.

The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.

The primary symptom of a controller is denial, that is I can't see its symptoms in myself.

I am deeply a part of the problem for which Christ died.

But keep characters in propinquity long enough and a story will always develop a plot.

I have learned to like myself for the first time and to have some serenity.

Pain is the doorway to wisdom and to truth.

I wrote a book called The Taste of New Wine because I couldn't find a book that talked about the reality of the situation and how we were dishonest and afraid.

I am discovering that in trying to find God's will and the shape of the Christian life I have begun an adventure so great that its total completion will always be ahead.

I grew up and I became very successful at what I did as a young man. I became a work addict because this was the only way I could get any relief from this pain.

I remember when I was a little boy my father didn't love me; he couldn't. He loved my older brother but he couldn't love me somehow, at least not in a way I could understand it.

Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end.

We have at any rate one advantage over Time and Space. We think them whereas it is extremely doubtful whether they think us!

Never think you've seen the last of anything.

The creator's concern is the conquest of nature. The parasite's concern is the conquest of men.

My mind is always going. I'm always thinking what I need to do, what I haven't done, what I did do, what I didn't do as well as I could - I'm relentless that way with myself.

I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression and anything awkward and imperfect, because that’s natural and that’s real.

All man are the same except for their belief in their own selves, regardless of what others may think of them

As a kid I was creative.

If wishes were stories, beggars would read.

If only we could touch the things of this world at their center, if we could only hear tiny leaves of birch struggling toward April, then we would know.