The sacred is discovered in what moves and touches us, in what makes us tremble.

We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

There is the extreme of hopelessness and the inevitability of doom, a deep despair that comes from the sense that our industrial, consuming society is jeopardizing the planet.

When you genuinely lose your illusions, you begin to marvel at things, because you don't have the answers any more.

Aristotle said that philosophy begins in wonder. I believe it also ends in wonder. The ultimate way in which we relate to the world as something sacred is by renewing our sense of wonder. That's why I'm so opposed to the kind of miracle-mongering we find in both new-age and old-age religion. We're attracted to pseudomiracles only because we've ceased to wonder at the world, at how amazing it is.

We can only choose whether we will feel and not what we will feel.

It's interesting that the worse things get, the more we believe the next technological fix is going to get us out of it. But it's like being in quicksand: the more you struggle the deeper you sink.