Until we call attention to the moments of our lives, we miss our lives.

I started blogging in 2004, light years ago on the Web.

Instead of giving someone a piece of your mind, it turns out far better if you give them a piece of your heart.

Once you have tasted conviction, you can’t bear to keep swallowing complacency.

The wrinkled man in the wheelchair with the legs wrapped, the girl with her face punctured deep with the teeth marks of a dog, the mess of the world, and I see - this, all this, is what the French call d'un beau affreux, what the Germans call hubsch-hasslich - the ugly-beautiful. That which is perceived as ugly transfigures into beautiful. What the postimpressionist painter Paul Gauguin expressed as 'Le laid peut etre beau' - The ugly can be beautiful. The dark can give birth to life; suffering can deliver grace.

Hurry always empties a soul.

The moment when you are most repelled by a child's behavior, that is your warning light to draw the very closest to that child.