We never understand what we're praying, and God, in His mercy, does not answer our prayers according to our understanding, but according to His wisdom.

I did not read the Bible today. I am not very good at being religious and don't really feel too bad about not being too good. I do wish that I loved God and His creatures more.

I think, writing-wise, I am probably more of a quilter than a weaver because I just get a little scrap here and a little scrap there and sew them together.

The only man I envy is the man who has not yet been to Africa- for he has so much to look forward to.

I hope I would leave a legacy of joy -a legacy of real compassion.

There's a difference, you know, between faith and playing make-believe. One will make you grow. The other one will make you sleep.

And I really suspect that of all the things we think we want to know, the only thing we really want to know is that we are loved. And if Jesus means anything, he means that you are loved. I hope you know that. And I hope you stop worrying about all the stuff you don't know, because I don't think it amounts to a hill of beans.