If two people love the same thing, she reasoned, then they must love each other, at least a little, even if they never say it..

What the world calls failure, I call learning..

He and I had a bridge that no one else traveled that made us artistic lovers, passionate without a touch of the flesh. He made me thrive, and valuing….

Think hard before you begin, then enter the work..

It was strange: When you reduced even a fledgling love affair to its essentials--I loved her, she maybe loved me, I was foolish, I suffered--it becam….

God taking from us and loving us at the same time by providing comforters was a kind of spiritual equanimity. It seemed a phenomenon of life how a de….

Look long enough, out or in, and you’ll be glad you are who you are..

I remember being disappointed when Papa had shown me Caravaggio's Judith. She was completely passive while she was sawing through a man's neck. Carav….

You know, bicycling isn't just a matter of balance," I said. "it's a matter of faith. You can keep upright only by moving forward. You have to have y….

Everybody works . . . . That's what life is. Work and a little play and a lot of prayer..

That a thing made by hand, the work and thought of a single craftsman, can endure much longer than its maker, through centuries in fact, can survive ….