But life's joys are only joys if they can be shared.

God put enough into the world to make faith in Him a reasonable thing. But He left enough out to make it impossible to live by reason alone.

If truth is not undergirded by love, it makes the possessor of that truth obnoxious and the truth repulsive.

You see misery, you see misfortune, you see pain, you see suffering. It's all part of the fatalistic way of looking at life.

The happy pagan is wrapped up in the belief that this world and the success it affords are the greatest pursuits in life. He or she feels no need for anything transcendent.

It is the resurrection that makes Good Friday good.

Jesus resisted the temptation of outrage and the quick fix of condemnation. He spent most of his time preparing wineskins before pouring new wine into them. Our tendency is to start pouring the wine into skins that will only burst.