Go where your best prayers take you.

What's lost is nothing to what's found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup.

If preachers decide to preach about hope, let them preach out of what they themselves hope for.

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.

And there are other dangers potentially more dangerous than even nuclear war. There is AIDS. There is terrorism. There are drugs and more to the point the darkness of our time that makes people seek escape in drugs. There is the slow poisoning of what we call "the environment" of all things as if with that absurdly antiseptic phrase we can conceal from ourselves that what we are really poisoning is home, is here, is us.

Remember Jesus of Nazareth, staggering on broken feet out of the tomb toward the Resurrection, bearing on his body the proud insignia of the defeat which is victory, the magnificent defeat of the human soul at the hands of God.

Life is grace. Sleep is forgiveness. The night absolves. Darkness wipes the slate clean, not spotless to be sure, but clean enough for another day's chalking.