The grave and the image are equally links with the irrecoverable and symbols for the unimaginable.

If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.

Now that I am a Christian I do have moods in which the whole thing looks improbable: but when I was an atheist I had moods in which Christianity looked terribly probable.

Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses.

Love...is not merely a feeling. It is a deep unity, maintained by the will and deliberately strengthened by habit; reinforced by (in Christian marriages) the grace which both partners ask, and receive, from God. They can have this love for each other even at those moments when they do not like each other; as you love yourself even when you do not like yourself.

There might be things more terrible even than losing someone you love by death.

History is a story written by the finger of God.