It is when we love the other, the enemy, that we obtain from God the key to an understanding of who He is, and who we are.

True happiness is found in unselfish Love, A love which increases in proportion as it is shared.

The things I thought were so important -- because of the effort I put into them -- have turned out to be of small value. And the things I never thought about, the things I was never able to either to measure or to expect, were the things that mattered.

We assume that others are receiving the kind of appreciation we want for ourselves, and we proceed on the assumption that since we are not loveable as we are, we must become lovable under false pretenses, as if we were something better than we are.

God Himself begins to live in me not only as my Creator but as my other and true self.

We do not want to be beginners. But let us be convinced of the fact that we will never be anything else but beginners, all our life!

They were in the world and not of it--not because they were saints, but in a different way: because they were artists. The integrity of an artist lifts a man above the level of the world without delivering him from it.