We reduce the deity to vulgar fractions. We place our own little ambitions and label them ?divine messages?. With our short sight we affect to take a comprehensive view of eternity.

..we wear the mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes- this debt we pay to human guile; with torn and bleeding hearts we smile.

Hope is tenacious. It goes on living and working when science has dealt it what should be its deathblow.

With our short sight we affect to take a comprehensive view of eternity. Our horizon is the universe.

I hope there is something worthy in my writings and not merely the novelty of a black face associated with the power to rhyme that has attracted attention.

A minute to smile and an hour to weep in, A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double; And that is life!

Only the rich are lonesome.

Poor conceited humanity! Interpreters of God indeed.

All play and no work makes Jack a mere toy.

I know what the caged bird feels, alas!

A song fluttered down in the form of a dove, And it bore me a message, the one word-Love!

Venture deep into the wilderness of lost thought to the point that you physically shiver with apprehension, and there you will find creativity

Who seeks shall find.

Writing is a mode of being. If I write I live.

If I knew what the picture was going to be like I wouldn’t make it. It was almost like it was made already – the challenge is more about trying to make what you can’t think of.

Today we are apt to downplay or disregard the importance of good thinking to strong faith; and some, disastrously, even regard thinking as opposed to faith.

I'd rather go on hearing your lies, than to go on living without you.

I want a kiss to be so believable it gives the reader shivers.

It is grindingly, creakingly, crashingly obvious that if Darwinism was really a theory of chance, it could not work.

It is so important to balance orthodoxy with orthopraxy.

I found the secret to life: I'm ok when everything is not ok.