If it's bad art, it's bad religion, no matter how pious the subject. — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Nothing, no one, is too small to matter. What you do is going to make a difference. — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
It does not matter that we cannot fathom this mystery. The only real problem comes when we think that we have. — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
No matter how true I believe what I am writing to be, if the reader cannot also participate in that truth, then… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do. I've never had a feeling in my life. As a matter of fact,… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Man is; it matters to him; this is terrifying unless it matters to God, too, because this is the only possible reason… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Our story is never written in isolation. We do not act in a one-man play. We can do nothing that does not… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Creativity comes from accepting that you're not safe, from being absolutely aware, and from letting go of control. It's a matter of… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
My dear, I'm seldom sure of anything. Life at best is a precarious business, and we aren't told that difficult or painful… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Why does anybody tell a story? It does indeed have something to do with faith. Faith that the universe has meaning, that… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
If our lives are truly "hid with Christ in God," the astounding thing is that this hiddenness is revealed in all that… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
The degree of talent, the size of the gift, is immaterial. All artists must listen, but not all hear great symphonies, see… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
I think that all artists, regardless of degree of talent, are a painful, paradoxical combination of certainty and uncertainty, of arrogance and… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
It is an extraordinary and beautiful thing that God, in creation. . . works with the beauty of matter; the reality of… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
But unless we are creators we are not fully alive. What do I mean by creators? Not only artists, whose acts of… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
A life lived in chaos is an impossibility for the artist. No matter how unstructured may seem the painter's garret in Paris… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
Progo,' Meg asked. 'You memorized the names of all the stars - how many are there?' How many? Great heavens, earthling. I… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
A burst of harmony so brilliant that it almost overwhelmed them surrounded Meg, the cherubim, Calvin, and Mr. Jenkins. But after a… — 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
