Comedy is an escape, not from truth but from despair a narrow escape into faith. – Christopher Fry
Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing. – Christopher Fry

Comedy is an escape, not from truth but from despair a narrow escape into faith. – Christopher Fry
Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing. – Christopher Fry
The moon is nothing but a circumambulating aphrodisiac divinely subsidized to provoke the world into a rising birth-rate. – Christopher Fry
Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazement. – Christopher Fry
Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger. She calls her family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth. – Hugh Macmillan, “Rejuvenescence,” The Ministry of Nature, 1871