There are no makers of peace because the making of peace is at least as costly as the making of war - at least as exigent.

My father had very little formal education.

Because we want the peace with half a heart and half a life and will, the war, of course, continues, because the waging of war, by its nature, is total - but the waging of peace, by our own cowardice, is partial.

One is called to live nonviolently, even if the change one works for seems impossible.

Sometime in your life, hope that you might see one starved man, the look on his face when the bread finally arrives. Hope that you might have baked it or bought or even kneaded it yourself. For that look on his face, for your meeting his eyes across a piece of bread, you might be willing to lose a lot, or suffer a lot, or die a little, even.

I was publishing when I was 20, 21. And it really never stopped.

Faith is rarely where your head is at. Nor is it where your heart is at. Faith is where your ass is at!