To Be Sorry And Glad Together Is

The Child In Us Is Always There, You Know, And It's The Best Part Of Us, The Winged Part That Travels Farthest.

[salvation] Is A Curious Process Of Divine Burglary. The First Thing To Be Wrested From One By A God Who Said 'thou Shalt Not Steal' Is One's Good Opinion Of One's Self.

Jean Was Visited By One Of Her Rare Moments Of Happiness, One Of Those Moments When The Goodness Of God Was So Real To Her That It Was Like Taste And Scent; The Rough Strong Taste Of Honey In The Comb And The Scent Of Water. Her Thoughts Of God Had A Homeliness That At Times Seemed Shocking, In Spite Of Their Power, Which Could Rescue Her From Terror Or Evil With An Ease That Astonished Her.

He Had Discovered That The Choice Between Self-love Or Love Of Something Other Than Self Offers No Escape From Suffering Either Way, It Is Merely A Choice Between Two Woundings, Of The Pride Or Of The Heart.

The Lovers Of Life, They Are Children At Heart Always In Their Wonder And Delight, But They Do Not Grab.