Sunday, June 16, 2002

I have become obsessed—God exists! God is love. Love is a pure abstraction; it must be believed in. It is an idea only, a fancy, it can exist only in the mind. But it does exist if it is believed in! It is divine. It is God.
I’ve been charting my life. I see it running into the far distance. There is love in it, and cruelty, and vast spans of ocean water. And horses, and stars, and loneliness.

Friday, June 14, 2002

Momentous things are happening in the world. If nothing else, I am living.