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

In college, you learn how to learn. Four years is not too much time to spend at that.

To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.

I saw that worrying had come to nothing and gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.

What misery to be afraid of death. What wretchedness, to believe only in what can be proven.

The world is: fun, and familiar, and healthful, and unbelievably refreshing, and lovely. And it is the theater of the spiritual; it is the multiform utterly obedient to a mystery.

When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it is over, I don't want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.