All criticism hurts me. I'm so in the wrong business.

Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you.

I do not at all understand the mystery of grace - only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.

Faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns.

Dogs are the closest we come to knowing the divine love of God on this side of eternity.

... the reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day. [pp. 65-66]

Sometimes I think that Jesus watches my neurotic struggles, and shakes his head and grips his forehead and starts tossing back mojitos.

Nothing heals us like letting people know our scariest parts: When people listen to you cry and lament, and look at you with love, it's like they are holding the baby of you.

Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining.

I thought the secret of life was obvious: be here now, love as if your whole life depended on it, find your life's work, and try to get hold of a giant panda.

Human lives are hard, even those of health and privilege, and don't make much sense. This is the message of the Book of Job: Any snappy explanation of suffering you come up with will be horseshit.

In a room wherepeople unanimously maintaina conspiracy of silence, one word of truthsounds like a pistol shot.

We aim at simplicity and hope for truth.

Work efficiently during office hours and leave on time. Give the required time to your family, friends & have proper rest. Value has a value only if its value is valued.

It doesn´t come later. Everything you´re supposed to do is here right now.

There are 17 more shopping days until Christmas. So, guys, that means 16 more days till we start shopping, right?

Poems, like dreams, are a sort of royal road to the unconscious. They tell you what your secret self cannot express.

Once you understand what excellence is all about... you see how that excellence manifests itself in any discipline.

Everyone could face something that hurts him. But I don't expect that I will be hurt

Procrastination-thou wretched thief of time and opportunity!

I believe that the short story is as different a form from the novel as poetry is, and the best stories seem to me to be perhaps closer in spirit to poetry than to novels.