The sea is the most beautiful face in our universe.

I read the way a person might swim, to save his or her life. I wrote that way too.

Do you love this world? Do you cherish your humble and silky life? Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath? Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden, and softly, and exclaiming of their dearness, fill your arms with the white and pink flowers, with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling, their eagerness to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are nothing, forever?

Things take the time they take. don't worry. How many roads did St. Augustine follow before he became St. Augustine?

You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it.

I think one thing is that prayer has become more useful, interesting, fruitful, and... almost involuntary in my life.

In this universe we are given two gifts: the ability to love and the ability to question. Which are, at the same time, the fires that warm us and the fires that scorch us.