In Jesus Christ, God took on a human face and became our friend and brother.

The world promises you comfort, but you were not made for comfort. You were made for greatness.

Truth is not determined by a majority vote.

It is the beautiful task of Advent to awaken in all of us memories of goodness and thus to open doors of hope.

The cross reminds us that there is no true love without suffering, there is no gift of life without pain.

If we allow the love of Christ to change our heart, then we can change the world. This is the secret of authentic happiness.

We were looking for a 'good shepherd,' and instead we got a German shepherd.

I have a mustard seed; and I am not afraid to use it.

Each of us is the result of a thought of God. Each of us is willed. Each of us is loved. Each of us is necessary.

Look at the face of the other... discover that he has a soul, a history and a life, that he is a person and that God loves this person.

We are moving toward a dictatorship of relativism which does not recognize anything as for certain and which has as its highest goal one's own ego and one's own desires.

Are you willing to self -sacrifice to achieve your goals?

Creativity varies inversely with the number of cooks involved in the broth.

I'm a very private, very reclusive kind of guy.

Ever absent, ever near; Still I see thee, still I hear; Yet I cannot reach thee, dear!

Dill?" Mm?" Why do you reckon Boo Radleys never run off?" Dill sighed a long sigh and turned away from me. Maybe he doesn't have anywhere to run off to

The phenomena there is something in us that on the one hand bonds us with like people but somehow makes us suspicious of other people.

Synesthesia has interested me for a long time, both as a literary device and as a puncturing of the membranes that organize how the world comes into someone's head.

There is nothing so annoying as to have two people talking when you're busy interrupting.

As a kid, I used to be equal parts drawn to and horrified of the circus. They would have these beautiful canvas posters for Lobster Boy, bearded women, and this and that.

I do think a lot about the past.