...words are not only meaning but music and magic and power.

The magic of words is that they have power to do more than convey meaning; not only do they have the power to make things clear, they make things happen.

Listen. Your life is happening. You are happening. Think back on your journey. The music of your life.

Lust is the craving for salt of a man who is dying of thirst.

You hear as many things as you would imagine. I hear voices of people I loved once. I hear moments that took place. I hear silences.

Resurrection means that the worst thing is never the last thing.

My story is important not because it is mine, God knows, but because if I tell it anything like right, the chances are you will recognize that in many ways it is also yours… it is precisely through these stories in all their particularity, as I have long believed and often said, that God makes himself known to each of us more powerfully and personally. If this is true, it means that to lose track of our stories is to be profoundly impoverished not only humanly but also spiritually.