But unless we are creators, we are not fully alive.

I'm apt to get drunk on words...Ontology: the word about the essence of things; the word about being.

Behind the violence of the birthing of galaxies and stars and planets came a quiet and tender melody, a gentle love song. All the raging of creation, the continuing hydrogen explosions on the countless suns, the heaving of planetary bodies, all was enfolded in a patient, waiting love.

We do not draw people to Christ by loudly discrediting what they believe, by telling them how wrong they are and how right we are, but by showing them a light that is so lovely that they want with all their hearts to know the source of it.

There is nothing so secular that it cannot be sacred, and that is one of the deepest messages of the Incarnation.

A great painting or symphony or play, doesn't diminish us, but enlarges us, and we, too, want to make our own cry of affirmation to the power of Creation behind the Universe.

What is self-image? Who started talking about one? I rather fancy it was Madison Avenue.