“Mystery is the essence of divinity”

She starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.

Nothing that God ever made is the same thing to more than one person.

Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.

It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.

I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.

Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!

No, I do not weep at the world. I’m too busy sharpening my oyster knife.

Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.

Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.

My sense of humor will always stand in the way of my seeing myself, my family, my race or my nation as the whole intent of the universe.

So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.

There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.

A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.

Look like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.

They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

At the touch of this divine light, the mountains seemed to kindle to a rapt, religious consciousness, and stood hushed like devout worshippers waiting to be blessed.

I mean the flesh, never fade! The flesh never leave the creation, see, because with that divine spirit the flesh cannot fade. If the spirit is weak then the flesh fade, seen?

My earthly parents don’t know my potential or my divine qualities. They weren’t taught how to diagnose or be aware of such things.

Religion and philosophy are to be preserved distinct. We are not to introduce divine revelations into philosophy, nor philosophical opinions into religion.

Respect life, revere life. There is nothing more holy than life, nothing more divine than life.

The idea of a divine creator belittles the elegant reality of the universe.

For me, love must be ugly, looks must be divine, and death must be beautiful.

I believe nothing happens by mistake. You know, the universe has a divine plan. That sounds dramatic.