The ordinary activities I find most compatible with contemplation are walking, baking bread, and doing laundry.

But in order to have an adult faith, most of us have to outgrow and unlearn much of what we were taught about religion.

The very nature of marriage means saying yes before you know what it will cost. Though you may say the “I do” of the wedding ritual in all sincerity, it is the testing of that vow over time that makes you married.

Traversing a slow page, to come upon a lode of the pure shining metal is to exult inwardly for greedy hours.

I wonder if children don't begin to reject both poetry and religion for similar reasons, because the way both are taught takes the life out of them.

This is a God who is not identified with the help of a dictionary but through a relationship.

Poets and monks... We're both sort of peripheral to the world.