Submit to death, death of your ambitions and favorite wishes every day and death of your whole body in the end: submit with every fiber of your being, and you will find eternal life. Keep back nothing. Nothing that you have not given away will be really yours. Nothing in you that has not died will ever be raised from the dead. . . look to Christ and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in.

Friendship is the instrument by which God reveals to each of us the beauties of others.

Thirty was so strange for me. I've really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult.

The human qualities of the raw materials show through. Naivety, error, contradiction, even (as in the cursing Psalms) wickedness are not removed. The total result is not "the Word of God" in the sense that every passage in itself, gives impeccable science or history. It carries the Word of God.

To move with the times is, of course, to go where all times go.

If God had granted all the silly prayers I've made in my life, where should I be now?

Nothing is more likely to destroy a species or a nation than a determination to survive at all costs