Love loves anarchy. It loves to wreak havoc. It loves to dance atop the ruins.

Was there anything quite so painful, so fraught with the possibilities of hurt, as gift giving within a family?

Soon would come the night in which there was no more work – not the work of the hands, nor the work of the mind, nor the work of the heart.

Still, for all that, her life had lacked passion. The demons had never come for her.

Education teaches children to lose interest in what matters most to them.

Just because you pretend the universe doesn't have teeth doesn't mean you won't get eaten in the end.

The body was an organic machine, period, and God was a figment of its fitful imagination.

But men are such strange creatures, really. I think most of them would rather we weren’t around at all, so they could just spend time mooning over each other. Hero worship and all that stuff.

The past is the past. It’s the present we should worry about.

It was a failure of pedagogical nerve, she reminded herself, to give up on a student.

All desire, Tracy had had occasion since to think, is to some degree monstrous.

God's grace is the gift of salvation.

... and I submit to you, that science, scientific discovery, especially cosmic discovery, does not become mainstream until the artist embraces the fruits of those discoveries.

This gathering is what I call "intimate " which really means "Where is everybody?"

Oh! one hour with God infinitely exceeds all the pleasures and delights of this lower world.

The aim of the poet, or other artist, is first to make something; and it's impossible to make something out of words and not communicate

Show business pays you a lot of money, because eventually you’re gonna get screwed.

Whenever you have to deal with a boy who is a rebel, remember that you must not fail at some time or other to get him to face the question, Are you going to be a fighter or a quarreller?

Habitat for wildlife is continually shrinking - I can at least provide a way station.

The Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, the Civil War-when I really think about them they all seem about as likely as the parting of the Red Sea.

A fish does not swim it is SWUM. A bird does not FLY it is flown.