Art is communication.

If we are to be aware of life while we are living it, we must have the courage to relinquish our hard-earned control of ourselves.

The discipline of creation, be it to paint, compose, write, is an effort towards wholeness.

When the work takes over, then the artist is enabled to get out of the way, not to interfere. When the work takes over, then the artist listens.

We are suspicious of grace. We are afraid of the very lavishness of the gift.

When I am constantly running there is no time for being. When there is no time for being there is no time for listening.

Aeschylus writes, "In our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grade of God.

Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.

Reading about the response of people in stories, plays, poems, helps us to respond more courageously and openly at our own moments of turning.

Freedom is a terrible gift, and the theory behind all dictatorships is that "the people" do no want freedom.

To try to talk about art and about Christianity is for me one and the same thing, and it means attempting to share the meaning of my life, what gives it, for me, its tragedy and its glory.

We all possess a hidden power to control our destiny. Attitude and determination are the keys we must use to unleash it.

Thursday? Oh no, it can't be! It's too gruesome.

Most of our decisions are driven by either love or fear. Figure out who's doing the talking, then decide what you'll do.

We don't have to make toys that are coated with lead paint in China. We can make good toys in Alabama and North Carolina.

Men often struggle with their attraction to other women. They don't quite understand why they have to be with the same woman forever.

Therefore it is essential that some means should be sought whereby the work of the nation may be carried on without constant yet at present necessary dislocation.

Thanksgiving is an emotional holiday. People travel thousands of miles to be with people they only see once a year. And then discover once a year is way too often.

On its own, having escaped my grasp, the spool I had loosed was unwinding.

Emotions are the interaction of thoughts and of sensations in the body.