I ask God most often that we would be an unbroken line of Christians until Christ shall return.

When I pray for another person, I am praying for God to open my eyes so that I can see that person as God does, and then enter into the stream of love that God already directs toward that person.

I have learned that faith means trusting in advance what will make sense only in reverse.

Yet as I read the birth stories about Jesus I cannot help but conclude that though the world may be tilted toward the rich and powerful, God is tilted toward the underdog.

In a nutshell, the Bible from Genesis 3 to Revelation 22 tells the story of a God reckless with desire to get his family back.

Grace, like water, flows to the lowest part.

The proof of spiritual maturity is not how pure you are but awareness of your impurity. That very awareness opens the door to grace.

Any discussion of how pain and suffering fit into God's scheme ultimately leads back to the cross.

No one ever converted to Christianity because they lost the argument.

In the stories of extravagant grace given to us by Jesus, there are no loopholes disqualifying us from God's love.

I doubt God keeps track of how many arguments we win; God may indeed keep track of how well we love.

Every time we compromise, push the limits, or forego Biblical boundaries, we cheat on God…we hurt Him.

After all, addiction is just the last stage of consumerism.

I started to send my work to journals when I was 26, which was just a question of when I got the courage up. They were mostly journals I had been reading for the previous six or seven years.

Marie Curie is, of all celebrated beings, the only one whom fame has not corrupted.

I've always been able to recount things and I have a really good memory about dialog and what people have said before and this and that.

Tip to out-of-town visitors. If you buy something here in New York and you want to have it shipped home, be suspicious if the clerk tells you they don't need your name and address.

Everyone knows the rules of three's, you can survive three weeks without food, but not in this environment.

My head’s under water but I’m breathing fine

I grew up in Baltimore. And yes, I am a big sports fan, especially when it comes to my local teams.

There is no such thing as an accident, only a failure to recognise the hand of fate