How was life before Pop-Tarts, Prozac and padded playgrounds? They ate strudel, took opium and played on the grass.

Your staying alive means so much more than you really know, or that anyone is aware of at this moment.

We believe each other into being.

A reasonable scale of probability-what is likely-forbids believing a whole range of imaginative possibilities, even though we do not know anything for sure.

If you look at a testimony of love from 2,000 years ago it can still exactly speak to you, whereas medical advice from only 100 years ago is ridiculous.

Lucian [of Samosata; 120-190 CE] was trying to make his audience laugh, rather than start a revolution

Plato offers the amazing idea that contemplation of the way things really are is, in itself, a purifying process that can bring human beings into the only divinity there is.

[Based upon the message of "nothing new under the sun" in Ecclesiastes, ] If nothing ever changes, then God has no plan.

It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.

The lack of culpability of the perpetrator and his or her transference of blame onto alcohol or other substances only perpetuates the violent behaviors.

The only really committed artist is he who, without refusing to take part in the combat, at least refuses to join the regular armies and remains a freelance.

The Atomic Age is here to stay - but are we?

I once aged 90 years old in one episode.

Every evening brings us nearer God.

Rioting is not revolutionary.

Every chance you get you seem to hurt me more and more, but each hurt makes my love stronger than before.

Original work has no floor and no ceiling. You can reach essentially zero readers or millions.

To me, the Virgen de Guadalupe is just a vessel for me to recognize my own God within myself.