Man is a mimic animal, happiest acting a part, needing a mask to tell the truth.

Europe has resurrected its pagan gods.

The body is like the wife to the spirit. The two must cohabit to create new forms, but their pleasures rarely coincide.

History is scraps of evidence joined by the glue of imagination.

Gods have many faces.

When the mind grasps the universe, the senses retreat.

If the heart sorrows over physical loss, the spirit rejoices over hope of understanding.

Men and women in their mutual attraction are driven to the very emptiness they are trying to avoid.

Once scientists and scholars invest parts of their career in support of a paradigm, it becomes a sort of a self-betrayal to abandon it.

People embrace false magical theories in the hope something good will come out of them. In the most extreme of these, good comes out of them only at the end of this life, in paradise.

I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, Mother, what was war?

Delighting in the Lord, knowing His Word, and committing yourself to Him are ways to ensure that your plans and desires for yourself match God’s plans.

My dearest Pudding pie" I read aloud."Yes, my little turnip?" "Hilarious, " I muttered. "If you ever call me anything of the sort again we shall have words.

All bleeding eventually stops.

I don't think that any economist disputes that we're in the worst economic crisis since the great depression. The good news is that we're getting a consensus around what needs to be done.

You live your comedic life close to the edge, you're gonna cross the line and offend people.

Secrets and mysteries provide a beautiful corridor where you can float out. The corridor expands and many, many wonderful things can happen... I love the process of going into mystery.

Diplomacy is unfashionable in the world of knee-jerk reaction and the dogmatic sound bite on television.

If something is easy to repair, it is easy to construct.