Sometimes when we aren’t looking, the holiness comes breaking through like a rainbow.
Picasso says that an artists paints not to ask a question but because he has found something and he wants to share – he cannot help it – what he has found.
Remember the root word of humble and human is the same: humus: earth. We are dust. We are created; it is God who made us and not we ourselves. But we were made to be co-creators with our maker.
Yes! I dare disturb the universe.
We find what we are looking for. If we are looking for life and love and openness and growth, we are likely to find them. If we are looking for witchcraft and evil, we’ll likely find them, and we may get taken over by them.
All children are artists, and it is an indictment of our culture that so many of them lose their creativity, their unfettered imaginations, as they grow older.
Women must be very gentle with men as they, as well as women, seek to regain the lost wholeness for which they were destined.
Because I am a storyteller I live by words. Perhaps music is a purer art form. It may be that when we communicate with life on another planet, it will be through music, not through language or words.
Only Christ can free us from the prison of legalism, and then only if we are willing to be freed.
To refuse to respond is in itself a response.
When we can play with the unself-conscious concentration of a child, this is: art: prayer: love.
The novelist helps us to see things we might not notice otherwise.
A mystic is a person who sees the facts as inadequate.
One of the many sad results of the Industrial Revolution was that we came to depend more than ever on the intellect, and to ignore the intuition with its symbolic thinking.
I know writers who write only when inspiration comes. How would Isaac Stern play if he played the violin only when he felt like it? He would be lousy.
Be aware that rigidity imprisons.
If our language is watered down, then mankind becomes less human, and less free...
As far as I’m concerned, there is only one absolute: God is love.
Refusing to accept God’s love because we’re unworthy – of course we’re unworthy! – is another golden calf.
Deepest communion with God is beyond words, on the other side of silence.