All of us, at some moment, have had a vision of our existence as something unique, untransferable and very precious. This revelation almost always takes place during adolescence.
Conversion and zealotry, just like revelation and apostasy, are flip sides of the same coin, the currency of a political culture having more in common with religion than rational discourse.
I do think that something of the effect I have on people is to put everything on an edge where they’re both infatuated with a kind of charmingness happening in the person or in the writing, and also flatly terrified by a revelation or acceptance of revelation that’s almost happening, never quite totally happening.
A good poem looks life straight in the face, unflinching, sincere, equal to revelation through loss or gain.
Revelation and the nature of truth must be viewed in reference to the structure of language.
In the Einstein way, I can’t believe in a universe that doesn’t have some sort of prime mover, identical with all of created nature. I have a whole lot of a harder time with supposing the fine print of the Torah was a direct revelation.
The highest revelation is that God is in every man.
Secrecy involves a tension which, at the moment of revelation, finds its release.
What pride to discover that nothing belongs to you – what a revelation.
Cancer didn’t change me at all. I know lots of people talk about the life revelation. I didn’t have that.