Ultimately you understand there is order in the universe, even if there is no order in your immediate circumstances.
All joy. . . emphasizes our pilgrim status; always reminds, beckons, awakens desire. Our best havings are wantings.
You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
Those who put themselves in His hands will become perfect, as He is perfect- perfect in love, wisdom, joy, beauty, health, and immortality. The change will not be completed in this life, for death is an important part of the treatment. How far the change will have gone before death in any particular Christian is uncertain.
God gives His gifts where He finds the vessel empty enough to receive them.
I eat cold eels and think distant thoughts.
If I were in the unenviable position of having to study my work my points of departure would be the "Naught is more real. . . " and the "Ubi nihil vales. . . " both already in Murphy and neither very rational.
Innovation means saying 'no' to a thousand things.
Wherever a dancer stands is holy ground.