I am not interested in picking up crumbs of compassion thrown from the table of someone who considers himself my master. I want the full menu of rights.

Out of the cacophony of random suffering and chaos that can mark human life, the life artist sees or creates a symphony of meaning and order. A life of wholeness does not depend on what we experience. Wholeness depends on how we experience our lives.

Your ordinary acts of love and hope point to the extraordinary promise that every human life is of inestimable value.

The truth of who we are is that we are because we belong.

God says "This is what I would love you to be, but I am not going to constrain you. I want it to be your choice." And it is a fantastic thing because even at the moment when I am making the choice to reject God, I would depend from moment to moment, you know that beautiful image of God creating by breathing God's breath into this lump of clay, making it a human being.

If we succeed in empowering girls, we'll succeed in everything else.

I would refuse to go to a homophobic heaven. No, I would say sorry, I mean I would much rather go to the other place.