“Childhood may have periods of great happiness, but it also has times that must simply be endured. Childhood at its best is a form of slavery tempered by affection.”

Conquest of Fear (c-1960)

Source: Green Mars

Source: Still Life with Woodpecker (1980)

Angela's Ashes (1996)

Erinna
The Golden Violet (1827)

"A Sketch of the Past"
Moments of Being (1939-1940)

"A hundred years of thinking about God" (1998)

"Why has St. Luke always obsessed me?", Foreword to Dear and Glorious Physician: A Novel About Saint Luke (1959) http://www.ignatiusinsight.com/features2008/tcaldwell_frwddgp_dec08.asp
1950s
Context: From my early childhood Lucanus, or Luke, the great Apostle, has obsessed my mind. He was the only Apostle who was not a Jew. He never saw Christ. All that is written in his eloquent but restrained Gospel he acquired from hearsay, from witnesses, from the Mother of Christ, from disciples, and from the Apostles. His first visit to Israel took place almost a year after the Crucifixion.
Yet he became one of the greatest of the Apostles. Like Saul of Tarsus, later to be known as Paul, the Apostle to the Gentiles, he believed that Our Lord came not only to the Jews but to the Gentiles, also. He had much in common with Paul, because Paul too had never seen the Christ. Each had had an individual revelation. These two men had difficulty with the original Apostles because the latter stubbornly believed for a considerable time that Our Lord was incarnated, and died, only for the salvation of the Jews, even after Pentecost.
Why has St. Luke always obsessed me, and why have I always loved him from childhood? I do not know. I can only quote Friedrich Nietzsche on this matter: "One hears — one does not seek; one does not ask who gives — I have never had any choice about it."