Until we can sense a sacred quality in time we will not begin to have a fuller understanding of it.

How frustrating it is to be out-argued by someone you know is dead wrong but is more eloquent.

Until we can sense a sacred quality in time we will not begin to have a fuller understanding of it.

Life is a process of continually reordering priorities.

I think that an act of love is immortal; once tendered, it can never really be taken back.

I feel that the only true security I have is my capacity, however limited, to love.

Years ago I heard the Indian Jesuit Raimundo Panikkar say: Expect Nothing.