Wearing a scrap of colored cloth around your neck, even though it serves no useful purpose, but which answers to the name of "tie."

Transformations always occur during moments of crisis.

If everyone there just lived their lives and let others do the same, God would be in every moment, in every grain of mustard, in the fragment of cloud that is there and then gone the following moment. God was there and yet people believed they still had to go on looking, because it seemed too simple to accept that life was an act of faith.

The issue is not answering questions, but leaving discussions open. Not in the sense that probably one day you are going to have an answer or you are not going to have an answer. Just live your life, do what you have to do, what you are enthusiastic about doing.

He too shares his world with the people he loves.

This was freedom; to feel what the heart desired with no thought to the opinion of the rest... She was free, for love liberates.

He has done things that caused me to doubt His wisdom, but never His existence.