Poets Do Not Go Mad, But Chess

Because Our Expression Is Imperfect We Need Friendship To Fill Up The Imperfections.

I Still Hold. . .that The Suburbs Ought To Be Either Glorified By Romance And Religion Or Else Destroyed By Fire From Heaven, Or Even By Firebrands From The Earth.

One Can No More Have A Private Religion Than One Can Have A Private Sun Or A Private Moon.

All Men Matter. You Matter. I Matter. It's The Hardest Thing In Theology To Believe.

The Truth Is That It Is Our Attitude Towards Children That Is Right, And Our Attitude Towards Grown-up People That Is Wrong.