I had drawn away into the salt, myself, a shell emptied of life.

In my garden the winds have beaten the ripe lilies; in my garden, the salt has wilted the first flakes of young narcissus.

We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven.

I will be free, no lover's kiss to bind me to earth, no bliss of love to counteract actual bliss.

Dance until the earth dance.

She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.

One flower may slay the winter and meet death.

You are wind in a stark tree, you are the stark tree unbent, you are a strung bow, you are an arrow.

I could not accept from wisdom what love taught, woman is perfect.

Ah love is bitter and sweet, but which is more sweet the bitterness or the sweetness, none has spoken it.

No poetic phantasy but a biological reality, a fact: I am an entity like bird, insect, plant or sea-plant cell; I live; I am alive.

Most unintelligent or foolish people do not regard themselves as that

I'd rather be lost than be somewhere I don't belong.

When things don't go your way, never forget who you are, and always remember the bigger picture.

Doctrine is to be the balm of a healing experience of God, not a theological scalpel to wound and exclude people.

Braggarts and rogues, dogs and scoundrels, drive them out, Harry Potter, see them off!

When I come clean about my brokenness, others catch glimpses of how the real grace of a real God works in the messy life of a real person.

Life is to be used, not just held in the hand like a box of bonbons that nobody eats.

People take songs so literally.

Churches that depart from the Word will soon find that God has departed from them.

I think the fans are going to expect a lot from me, as they should.