The real gift of love is self disclosure.

By afflictions God is spoiling us of what otherwise might have spoiled us. When he makes the world too hot for us to hold, we let it go.

We must be trying to learn who we really are rather than trying to tell ourselves who we should be.

There is no such thing as a peace of soul approach to religion. It makes of God a gigantic Bayer Aspirin; take God three times a day and you won't feel any pain.

Life is something like a remarkable, exciting puzzle. It comes piece by piece in packages marked days.

There is no fixed, true and real person inside of you or me, precisely because being a person necessarily implies becoming a person, being in process.

You have a unique message to deliver, a unique song to sing, a unique act of love to bestow. This message, this song, and this act of love have been entrusted exclusively to the one and only you.