So the Christian, too, belongs not in the seclusion of a cloistered life but in the thick of foes. There is his commission, his work.

He who loves community destroys community; he who loves the brethren builds community.

It is only because he became like us that we can become like him.

Who is pure in heart? Only those who have surrendered their hearts completely to Jesus that he may reign in them alone. Only those whose hearts are undefiled by their own evil--and by their own virtues too. The pure in heart have a child-like simplicity like Adam before the fall, innocent alike of good and evil: their hearts are not ruled by their conscience, but by the will of Jesus.

Christianity preaches the infinite worth of that which is seemingly worthless and the infinite worthlessness of that which is seemingly so valued.

... there are not two realities, but only one reality, and that is the reality of God, which has become manifest in the Christ event/redemption and creation.

It seems to me more important actually to share someones distress than to use smooth words about it.