Because Madeleine L'Engle is a deep thinker.....Inspiration usually comes during work, rather than before it.
We can't take any credit for our talents. It's how we use them that counts.
That's the way things come clear. All of a sudden. And then you realize how obvious they've been all along.
So I go to church, not because of any legalistic or moralistic reasons, but because I am a hungry sheep who needs to be fed; and for the same reason that I wear a wedding ring: a public witness of a private commitment.
Are anybody's parents typical?
We're afraid to be human because if we're human we might get hurt. When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability.... To be alive is to be vulnerable.
It's a good thing to have all the props pulled out from under us occasionally. It gives us some sense of what is rock under our feet, and what is sand.
Because J.K. Rowling is an awesome writer.....It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.
Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.
Humans have a knack for choosing precisely the things that are worst for them.
If you want to see the true measure of a man, watch how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.
It is our choices... that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but even more to stand up to your friends.
Youth cannot know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young.
Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.
Ah, music. A magic beyond all we do here!
Because Jane Austen knows....If things are going untowardly one month, they are sure to mend the next.
To look almost pretty is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain for the first fifteen years of her life than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive.
It sometimes happens that a woman is handsomer at twenty-nine than she was ten years before.
There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.
The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love.
One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.
Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then.
If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.
Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us.
Because Tolkien is cool like this....."The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater."
"Never laugh at live dragons"
"... in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach."
"I will not say, Do not weep, for not all tears are an evil. "
"[Fairy tale] does not deny the existence of sorrow and failure: the possibility of these is necessary to the joy of deliverance. It denies (in the face of much evidence, if you will) universal final defeat...giving a fleeting glimpse of Joy; Joy beyond the walls of the world, poignant as grief."
"It's a dangerous business going out your front door."
Drei Ringe den Elbenkönigen hoch im Licht,
Sieben den Zwergenherrschern in ihren Hallen aus Stein,
Den Sterblichen, ewig dem Tode verfallen, neun,
Einer dem Dunklen Herrn auf dunklem Thron
Im Lande Mordor, wo die Schatten drohn.
Ein Ring, sie zu knechten, sie alle zu finden,
Ins Dunkel zu treiben und ewig zu binden
Im Lande Mordor, wo die Schatten drohn
All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by frost.
