The more we realize we are loved, the more ashamed we are not to love back. The more we sin as a violation of love, not just of law, the more powerful a motive we will have to overcome it. For sin is attractive to us (otherwise we would never be attracted to it) and can be cast out only by something more attractive.

Sin has made us stupid, so that we can only learn the hard way.

Kindness-mere kindness-cannot tolerate suffering. Love can.

I think most people who call themselves relativists are not, in practice.

We are insane. That is what sin is. Sanctity is identitical with sanity. It means living the truth, living in reality. Sin always substitutes unreality for reality.

Love is the binding force on every level of existence.

If you want to get wet, go out to where it is raining; If you want to be a saint, find one and hang out with him.