The truth is, we value your company, for want of any other. We have been left so much to our own devices—after a while one welcomes the uncertainty of being left to other people's.

Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving?

Life in a box is better than no life at all, I expect. You'd have a chance at least. You could lie there thinking: Well, at least I'm not dead.

He's never known anything like it! But then, he has never known anything to write home about, so this is nothing to write home about.

There must have been a moment, at the beginning, were we could have said -- no. But somehow we missed it.

We do on stage things that are supposed to happen off. Which is a kind of integrity, if you look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.

You can't treat royalty like people with normal perverted desires.

For all the compasses in the world, there's only one direction, and time is its only measure.

Uncertainty is the normal state.

Death followed by eternity the worst of both worlds. It is a terrible thought.

Death is the ultimate negative.

Poems are my link with the times, with the new life of my people.

When you keep it within the walls, it dies. When you take it out where Jesus intended it to be, it happens.

Thinking about profound social change, conservatives always expect disaster, while revolutionaries confidently anticipate utopia. Both are wrong.

I will fight with all the weapons within my reach rather than let myself be nailed to a cross or whatever.

The Christmas gift of peace was the uncoiling of the links of a triple chain that first unites a person with God, then with himself, then with his neighbor.

There is no morally coherent difference between fur and other animal clothing, such as leather, wool, etc., just as there is no morally coherent distinction between meat and milk or eggs.

We're mortal, yet without a known expiration date. It's an inevitable fate worthy of acceptance, but not deserving of predictions.

The bottom of the soul may be in repose, even while we are in many outward troubles; just as the bottom of the sea is calm, while the surface is strongly agitated.

Flattery and insults raise the same question: What do you want?

In all of our deeds God looks at the intention, whether we do it for His sake, or for the sake of some other intention.