Commitment is a promise to a cause. Being non-committal is a promise to catastrophe.

We ask, ‘Why the need for God?’ Maybe the better question is ‘Why the need not to need Him?’ And could it be that that question in fact evidences our need for Him?

You are not made in ‘your image’. You are, in fact, made in ‘God’s image’. Therefore, which one are you looking for when you look in the mirror?

If I’ve prayed, I never have to worry about being the first one to show up.

In the end, if we don't have God we don't have anything other than an end.

The darkness that follows a sunset is never so dark that it can change the inevitability of a sunrise.

Faith is rare because fear is rampant. For faith will demand that I step into places that fear itself fears to go.

Forgiveness allows the burdens that we carry to become the histories that we forget.

When we choose to stay down, we are in reality confusing wisdom with cowardice. When we choose to stand back up, we are using wisdom to overcome cowardice.

I can arrogantly brag that the doors I choose in life open wide and grant me unobstructed passage. But the widest doors tend to lead to the worst places.

A compass calibrated by my greed is a rather shrewd way to legitimize my agenda. However, true north on a compass such as this is a straight line to the edge of a really big cliff.

Who can fail to mist at Fergie's anthem, 'My humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps.' Hmmm. 'My lunch, my lunch, I swear it's coming up.

Whether you have teeth or not, smile! Because our world always needs a smile!

I was brought up to believe that how I saw myself was more important than how others saw me.

Men of New England, I hold you to the doctrines of liberty which ye inherit from your Puritan forefathers.

Be willing to dance the victory dance as if your greatest dreams are realized, and watch how easily things fall into place.

Mere parsimony is not economy. Expense, and great expense, may be an essential part in true economy.

One never knows when one is old for certain.

It was as close as I had ever come to having power over someone, and I equated it with love.

In an age where the lowered eyelid is just a sign of fatigue, the delicate game of love is pining away. Freud and flirtation are poor companions.

I am always surprised by how much little emphasis schools of architecture, and indeed, many architects, place on the process of the mating of a building.