In the entire history of the universe, let alone in your own history, there has never been another day just like today, and there will never be another just like it again. Today is the point to which all your yesterdays have been leading since the hour of your birth. It is the point from which all your tomorrows will proceed until the hour of your death. If you were aware of how precious today is, you could hardly live through it. Unless you are aware of how precious it is, you can hardly be said to be living at all.

... the world can give you these glimpses as well as fairy tales can--the smell of rain, the dazzle of sun on white clapboard with the shadows of ferns and wash on the line, the wildness of a winter storm when in the house the flame of a candle doesn't even flicker.

We must be careful with our lives, for Christ's sake, because it would seem that they are the only lives we are going to have in this puzzling and perilous world, and so they are very precious and what we do with them matters enormously.

In his holy flirtation with the world, God occasionally drops a handkerchief. These handkerchiefs are called saints.

The world speaks of holy things in the only language it knows, which is worldly language.

A miracle is when the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. A miracle is when one plus one equals a thousand.

You can survive on your own; you can grow strong on your own; you can prevail on your own; but you cannot become human on your own.