Listening is where love begins: listening to ourselves and then to our neighbors.

The child is in me still and sometimes not so still.

When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, "Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.

Anything mentionable is manageable.

Most of us, I believe, admire strength... Sometimes, though, I wonder if we confuse strength with other words like aggression or even violence.

Discovering the truth about ourselves is a lifetime’s work, but it’s worth the effort.

We're all on a journey - each one of us. And if we can be sensitive to the person who happens to be our neighbor, that, to me, is the greatest challenge as well as the greatest pleasure.