Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.

I don't say what God is, but a name That somehow answers us when we are driven To feel and think how little we have to do With what we are.

He knows much of what men paint themselves would blister in the light of what they are.

Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.

She knows as well as anyone that pity, having played, soon tires.

The world is not a prison house, but a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of of bewildered infants are trying to spell God with the wrong blocks.