Look at your own povertywelcome itcherish itdon't be afraidshare your deathbecause thus you will share your love and your life

I am struck by how sharing our weakness and difficulties is more nourishing to others than sharing our qualities and successes.

A Christian community should do as Jesus did: propose and not impose. Its attraction must lie in the radiance cast by the love of brothers.

If we are to grow in love, the prisons of our egoism must be unlocked. This implies suffering, constant effort and repeated choices.

Every human activity can be put at the service of the divine and of love. We should all exercise our gift to build community.

People cannot accept their own evil if they do not at the same time feel loved, respected and trusted.

The friend of time doesn't spend all day saying: 'I haven't got time.' He doesn't fight with time. He accepts it and cherishes it.

The choice is not between violence and nonviolence but between nonviolence and nonexistence.

Dude, we gotta work on your material. Hell, all you need is a little black moustache to twirl and go ‘Muahahahaha’ while you’re at it.

Hers is a timeless life weaving through other longer lives like a flash of lightning in a clouded evening sky.

A facility for quotation covers the absence of original thought.

Today he became a killer, or else a corpse.

What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love! The heart becomes heroic though passion…if no one loved, the sun would go out.

Sure, luck means a lot in football. Not having a good quarterback is bad luck.

Houston is kind of a melting pot. There are many different cultures and ethnicities represented out there.

My tears of love are a waste of time if I turn away

God is so angry. All that power, and so mean with it.