“In art, either as creators or participators, we are helped to remember some of the glorious things we have forgotten, and some… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“So my hope, each day as I grow older, is that this will never be simply chronological aging . . . but… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
I do not believe that true optimism can come about except through tragedy. — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“It hasn't happened yet, nuclear war. No missiles have been sent. As long as it hasn't happened, there's a chance that it… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“One of the hardest lessons I have to learn is how not to be judgmental about people who are judgmental. When I see how… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Inspiration more often comes during the work than before it, because the largest part of the job of an artist is to listen to… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Severe illness isolates those in close contact with it, because it inevitably narrows the focus of concern. To a certain extent this can lead… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“Faith is what makes life bearable, with all its tragedies and ambiguities and sudden, startling joys.” — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“Instead of rejoicing in this glorious “impossible” which gives meaning and dignity to our lives, we try to domesticate God, to make his mighty… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
I have never lived before...Until this summer, I did not know what it was to be alive. — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“To love is to be vulnerable; and it is only in vulnerability and risk—not safety and security—that we overcome darkness.” — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
“IT was the most horrible, the most repellent thing she had ever seen, far more nauseating then anything she had ever imagined with her… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
I feel as though I'm not breathing when I'm out of his presence. He's the oxygen in my air, the sun in my universe,… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
