If you have a problem I find keeping it a secret makes it so much stronger.
In most novels, the landscape, or the place, in which the story takes part is simply a backdrop to the human action.
I’m increasingly attracted by the idea that there can be at least small pockets where life and character and beauty and meaning continue. If I could help protect one of those from destruction, maybe that would be enough. Maybe it would be more than most people do.
"Romanticizing the past" is a familiar accusation, made mostly by people who think it is more grown-up to romanticize the future.
Hope, like despair, is something of a distraction: it gets in the way of a clear view of the horizon.
Certainly our cultural fallback position seems to be that our technologies will get us out of everything they have got us into. That looks like a magical thinking to me, but we don't really have a better idea.
We like to think that the fate of the Earth and the fate of human worlds are the same thing, but we're not as important as that.
We all have a world of things inside ourselves and each one of us has his own private world. How can we understand each other if the words I use have the sense and the value that I expect them to have, but whoever is listening to me inevitably thinks that those same words have a different sense and value, because of the private world he has inside himself, too.
I cannot conceive of a greater wounding of the heart of Christ than to pay reverence to anything in the shape of a cross, or to bow before a crucifix!
If the Internet has given us anything, it's some idea of how much psychosis goes undiagnosed.
My first words were 'Seconds, please. ' Most kids in kindergarten napped on a little rug. I had a braided 9 x 12.