The womb is like an altar, it's the place where God continually comes into the world and does what only God can do...create.

Everything smaller than Heaven bores us because only Heaven is bigger than our hearts.

Today, idols are not made of wood, stone, or brass. They are made of money, sex, and power.

Mary's light is like that of the moon, totally reflected from the sun, the Son of God.

Only God is to be loved for His own sake. Everything else is to be loved for God's sake.

The field of earth and of our human nature is now no longer barren but full of the seed of divine life. But it takes time for the seed to grow, for the Kingdom to come, and we are commanded to pray and work for that coming, that growth, even if we do not yet see the fruits, or even the blossoms, or even the leaves...

Now suppose both death and hell were utterly defeated. Suppose the fight was fixed. Suppose God took you on a crystal ball trip into your future and you saw with indubitable certainty that despite everything — your sin, your smallness, your stupidity — you could have free for the asking your whole crazy heart’s deepest desire: heaven, eternal joy. Would you not return fearless and singing? What can earth do to you, if you are guaranteed heaven? To fear the worst earthly loss would be like a millionaire fearing the loss of a penny — less, a scratch on a penny.