Prayer begins at the edge of emptiness.

In the darkest night to be certain of the dawn...to go through Hell and to continue to trust in the goodness of God-this is the challenge and the way.

The beginning of our happiness lies in the understanding that life without wonder is not worth living.

Prayer is meaningless unless it is subversive, unless it seeks to overthrow and to ruin the pyramids of callousness, hatred, opportunism, falsehoods. The liturgical movement must become a revolutionary movement seeking to overthrow the forces that continue to destroy the promise, the hope, the vision.

To pray is to dream in league with God, to envision His holy visions.

Self-respect is the fruit of discipline.

It is not enough for me to ask question; I want to know how to answer the one question that seems to encompass everything I face: What am I here for?