I need Christ, not something that resembles Him.

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

Human culture has always had to exist under the shadow of something infinitely more important than itself. If men had postponed the search for knowledge and beauty until they were secure, the search would never have begun.

this is a book about something

With the possible exception of the equator, everything begins somewhere.

I was driven to Whipsnade one sunny morning. When we set out I did not believe that Jesus Christ is the son of God, and when we reached the zoo I did. Yet I had not exactly spent the journey in thought. Nor in great emotion. “Emotional” is perhaps the last word we can apply to some of the most important events. It was more like when a man, after a long sleep, still lying motionless in bed, becomes aware that he is now awake.

If God is satisfied with the work, the work may be satisfied with itself.