The real challenge is to remember to see clearly when everything's flying around us and we're wrapped up in our [emotional] wounds and traumas.

If we devote ourselves to the life at hand, the rest will follow. For life, it seems, reveals itself through those willing to live. Anything else, no matter how beautiful, is just advertising.

Doing small things with love is the atom of bravery.

In a world that lives like a fist mercy is not more than waking with your hands open.

The life of expression is the tuning fork by which we find our way to the sacred.

We are love. But in an everyday setting we have to make choices. We have limits. We can love everyone and we can't love everyone.

My friends are the beings through whom God loves me.