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Madeleine L'Engle
We can't take...
We can't take any credit for our talents. It's how we use them that counts.
Source:...
She seems to...
She seems to have had the ability to stand firmly on the rock of her past while living completely and unregretfully in...
When the bright...
When the bright angel [of creativity] dominates, out comes a great work of art, a Michelangelo David or a Beethoven...
I do not...
I do not think that I will ever reach a stage when I will say, This is what I believe. Finished. What I believe is...
The great thing...
The great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been.
When we were...
When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up...
Truth is eternal,...
Truth is eternal, knowledge is changeable. It is disastrous to confuse them.
With each book...
With each book I write, I become more and more convinced that [the books] have a life of their own, quite apart from...
To create a...
To create a work of art, great or small, is work, hard work, and work requires discipline and...
We have much...
We have much to be judged on when he comes, slums and battlefields and insane asylums, but these are the symptoms of...
Schooling, instead of...
Schooling, instead of encouraging the asking of questions, too often discourages it.
It is the...
It is the ability to choose which makes us human.
Source: Walking on Water:...
I believe that...
I believe that each work of art, whether it is a work of great genius, or something very small, comes to the artist...
That's the way...
That's the way things come clear. All of the sudden. And then you realize how obvious they've been all...
It's a good...
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...
I love my...
I love my mother, not as a prisoner of atherosclerosis, but as a person; and I must love her enough to accept her as...
Artistic temperament ....
Artistic temperament . . . sometimes seems a battleground, a dark angel of destruction and a bright angel of...
A book comes...
A book comes and says, Write me. My job is to try to serve it to the best of my ability, which is never good enough,...
A life lived...
A life lived in chaos is an impossibility for the artist. No matter how unstructured may seem the painter's garret in...
In the evening...
In the evening of life we shall be judged on love, and not one of us is going to come off very well, and were it not...