There are two questions that we have to ask ourselves. The first is 'Where am I going?' and the second is 'Who will go with me?'

To love is to make of one's heart a swinging door.

Community cannot for long feed on itself; it can only flourish with the coming of others from beyond, their unknown and undiscovered brothers.

There is something in every one of you that waits and listens for the sound of the genuine in yourself.

Christmas is a mood, a quality, a symbol. It is never merely a fact.

Perfect love is long delayed.

Often, to be free means the ability to deal with the realities of one's own situation so as not to be overcome by them.