For any created being, autonomy is lunacy. Freedom involves trust and obedience inside a relationship of love.

Forgiveness is not about forgetting. It is about letting go of another person's throat.

Don't ever discount the wonder of your tears. They can be healing waters and a stream of joy. Sometimes they are the best words the heart can speak.

Grace doesn't depend on suffering to exist, but where there is suffering you will find grace in many facets and colors.

Life takes a bit of time and a lot of relationship.

those who are afraid of freedom are those who cannot trust us to live in them. Trying to keep the law is actually a declaration of independence, a way of keeping control

Forgiveness in no way requires that you trust the one you forgive.

So many believe that it is love that grows, but it is the knowing that grows and love simply expands to contain it.

I suppose that since most of our hurts come through relationships so will our healing, and I know that grace rarely makes sense for those looking in from the outside.

You cannot produce trust just like you cannot 'do' humility. It either is or is not.

Did I hear God call me an idiot?

Very often ambition and entrepreneurial drive, in combination, beat brilliance.

I very rarely think in words at all. A thought comes, and I may try to express in words afterwards.

Spring and autumn are inconsiderable events in a landscape compared with the shadows of a cloud.

In these negotiations we are not a helpless object, although great world powers are involved. We play an active role and try to influence our destiny; we have our own trump cards and we use them.

Most of us aren't that interested in getting rich- we just don't want to get poor.

I don't think anyone can walk through the world in a state of vulnerability all the time, can they?

Unfortunately, as I tell my white friends, we as black people, we're never going to be successful not because of you white people but because of other black people.

I knew nothing about farce until I read Puce a l'Oreille, and had no idea what a deadly serious business it is.

I cringe a lot when I look at my early talk-show experiences.

If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards!