The holiness of God is like a white light: pure, simple, complete. But when that light shines, as it were, through the prisms of individual human lives, it breaks into an infinite variety of colors... each one reveals a unique dimension of the divine holiness.

Both total accommodation to the culture and total resistance to it are usually signs of intellectual sickness.

Beauty is the arrowhead of evangelization.

There's no way up but down.

When God went to the cross he made even death itself a place of hope.

The ego-drama is nothing compared with the theo-drama. The fun begins when we let God write our stories.

Again, I hear almost everyday from atheists who write off religion as primitive, premodern nonsense. I summon Aquinas, Augustine, Paul [of Tarsus], Teresa of Avila, Joseph Ratzinger, and Edith Stein-in all their intellectual rigor-as allies in the the struggle against this dismissive atheism.