I wondered what it was like to be inside her, just a curl of flesh swimming in the darkness, the quiet things that had passed between us.

You can't stop your heart from loving, really -- it's like standing out there in the ocean yelling at the waves to stop.

Sometimes you want to fall on your knees and thank God in heaven for all the poor news reporting that goes on in the world.

People in general would rather die than forgive. It's THAT hard. If God said in plain language. "I'm giving you a choice, forgive or die," a lot of people would go ahead and order their coffin.

To remain silent in the face of evil is itself a form of evil.

The awakening passed from simple recognition of my need for God at the center of my life, to a depth where the will is stirred And that is a deeper place by far. That is the place of response, of unifying one's heart, mind, soul and feet around a decision.

Stopping is a spiritual art. It is the refuge where we drink life in.