Our humanity consists in the fact that we do more than survive, that a great part of what we do confers no survival benefit in terms presumably salient from the Pleistocene point of view.

Love is holy because it is like grace--the worthiness of its object is never really what matters.

Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life.

Every sorrow suggests a thousand songs and every song recalls a thousand sorrows and so they are infinite in number and all the same.

I am grateful for all those dark years, even though in retrospect they seem like a long, bitter prayer that was answered finally.

We are part of a mystery, a splendid mystery within which we must attempt to orient ourselves if we are to have a sense of our own nature.

This is an interesting planet. It deserves all the attention you can give it.

There is more beauty than our eyes can bear, precious things have been put into our hands and to do nothing to honor them is to do great harm.

Ordinary things have always seemed numinous to me

When we did not move or speak, there was no proof that we were there at all.

Because, once alone, it is impossible to believe that one could ever have been otherwise. Loneliness is an absolute discovery.

Raging over something that is invaluable can portray an individual's sense of immaturity and lack of understanding about his or her actual needs for survival.

Love is like a bullet in the flesh. It simply Burns.

This is a grave danger: the stoppage of information between the parts of the planet. Contemporary science knows that such stoppage is the way of entropy, of universal destruction.

We do what we like, and we like what we do.

Becoming artistic directors is an enormous responsibility and not one that we take lightly.

The first service that one owes to others consists in listening to them.

I was not elected to serve one party.

The great creator from his work returned Magnificent, his six days' work, a world.

We must judge religious movements, not by the men who make them, but by the men they make.

If this sounds impressive to you, you’re over thirty.