I find myself seeking out the commonalities of our different religious experiences with hopes of encouraging, through my writings, the most hopeful, loving and redemptive qualities in all of us.

Maybe, if we just accepted our deaths, we might finally start to live.

We can only lose what we have first claimed.

When I think of God I feel like an ant crawling into a computer.

I've never understood why people said 'in your own words.' Who else's words would I use?

There are two kinds of people. Those who climb mountains and those who sit in the shadow of the mountains and critique the climbers.

Everyone has some inner power that awaits discovery.