One life on this earth is all that we get, whether it is enough or not enough, and the obvious conclusion would seem to be that at the very least we are fools if we do not live it as fully and bravely and beautifully as we can.

God himself does not give answers. He gives himself.

You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.

To believe is not intellectual assent: "Yes, I believe in Jesus. I will sign my name to the Nicene Creed. I believe it all" - which you could do, [but] it would have no effect on who you were or what you did. It is, rather, to give your heart.

Remember me not for the ill I've done but for the good I've dreamed.

Lord, I believe; help my unbelief' is the best any of us can do really, but thank God it is enough.

... in the long run, there can be no joy for anybody until there is joy finally for us all