Scriptures and creeds may come to seem incredible, but faith will still go dancing on.
Each of us bears his own Hell.
Just as the body goes into shock after a physical trauma, so does the human psyche go into shock after the impact of a major loss.
To anyone who is homeless, I say, find a home.
An aphorism ought to be entirely isolated from the surrounding world like a little work of art and complete in itself like a hedgehog.
My grandmother took me to church on Sunday all day long, every Sunday into the night. Then Monday evening was the missionary meeting. Tuesday evening was usher board meeting. Wednesday evening was prayer meeting. Thursday evening was visit the sick. Friday evening was choir practice. I mean, and at all those gatherings, we sang.
When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
We know little of the things for which we pray.
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on.
I wasn’t afraid of being poor. I didn’t want to live in a big house. I’m the perfect size for poetry. I can move around.