A prose that is altogether alive demands something of the reader that the ordinary novel reader is not prepared to give.
That is the worst moment, when you feel you have lost / The desires for all that was most desirable, / Before you are contented with what you can desire; / Before you know what is left to be desired; / And you go on wishing that you could desire / What desire has left behind.
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
To approach the stranger is to invite the unexpected, release a new force, let the genie out of the bottle. It is to start a new train of events that is beyond your control.
A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time, or alien in language, or diverse in interest.
This is the feeling for syllable and rhythm, penetrating far below the conscious levels of thought and feeling, invigorating every word.
To justify Christian morality because it provides a foundation of morality, instead of showing the necessity of Christian morality from the truth of Christianity, is a very dangerous inversion.
And the end and the beginning were always there Before the beginning and after the end.
The Church must be forever building, for it is forever decaying within and attacked from without.
The overwhelming pressure of mediocrity, sluggish and indomitable as a glacier, will mitigate the most violent, and depress the most exalted revolution.
Not only every great poet, but every genuine, but lesser poet, fulfils once for all some possibility of language, and so leaves one possibility less for his successors.
Religion, as distinguished from modern paganism, implies a life in conformity with nature. It may be observed that the natural life and the supernatural life have a conformity to each other which neither has with the mechanistic life...A wrong attitude towards nature implies, somewhere, a wrong attitude towards God...[We should] struggle to recover the sense of relation to nature and to God.
Genuine blasphemy, genuine in spirit and not purely verbal, is the product of partial belief, and is as impossible to the complete atheist as to the perfect Christian.
...the still point in a turning world.
Today, you're halfway to 100! Here's to optimism, whether it is realistic or not. Happy 50th birthday!
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
We see the light but see not whence it comes. O Light Invisible, we glorify Thee!
It's harder to confess the sin that no one believes in Than the crime that everyone can appreciate. For the crime is in relation to the law And the sin is in relation to the sinner.
But what have I, but what have I, my friend, To give you, what can you receive from me? Only the friendship and the sympathy Of one about to reach her journey's end.
We must learn to suffer more.
I gotta use words to talk to you.
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison.
You must not on any account give me credit for being penetrating. I have impressed people that way before, and the result is always disaster.
Poetry is a mug's game.
For every life and every act consequence of good and evil can be shown and as in time results of many deeds are blended so good and evil in the end become confounded.
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