But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun.; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic monotony that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never gotten tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.

It is the root of all religion that a man knows that he is nothing in order to thank God that he is something.

There are two ways to get enough. One is to continue to accumulate more and more. The other is to desire less.

Thanks are the highest form of thought.

The humorous look of children is perhaps the most endearing of all the bonds that hold the Cosmos together.

The best way that a man could test his readiness to encounter the common variety of mankind would be to climb down a chimney into any house at random, and get on as well as possible with the people inside. And that is essentially what each one of us did on the day that he was born.

A Catholic is a person who has plucked up courage to face the incredible and inconceivable idea that something else may be wiser than he is.