Every poet and musician and artist, but for Grace, is drawn away from the love of the thing he tells, to the love of the telling till, down in Deep Hell, they cannot be interested in God at all but only in what they say about Him

“We are arguing like a man who should say, if there were an invisible cat in tha…”

“Life isn't all fricasseed frogs and eel pie.”

“To this day the vision of the world which comes most naturally to me is one in …”

“Safe? Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good.”