Love is saying yes to belonging.

The root of joy is gratefulness...It is not joy that makes us grateful; it is gratitude that makes us joyful.

Eyes see only light, ears hear only sound, but a listening heart perceives meaning.

A single crocus blossom ought to be enough to convince our heart that springtime, no matter how predictable, is somehow a gift, gratuitous, gratis, a grace.

Everything is a gift. The degree to which we are awake to this truth is a measure of our gratefullness, and gratefullness is a measure of our aliveness.

We are never more than one grateful thought away from peace of heart.

Gratefulness is the inner gesture of giving meaning to our life by receiving life as gift.

Love wholeheartedly, be surprised, give thanks and praise then you will discover the fullness of your life.

If you learn to respond as if it’s the first day in your life and the very last day, then you will have spent this day very well.

Any place is sacred ground, for it can become a place of encounter with the divine Presence.

Look closely and you will find that people are happy because they are grateful. The opposite of gratefulness is just taking everything for granted.

The tradition of going to church every day of the week is not an indicator of greatness.

You are capable of fulfilling your dream.

One Cardinal entered his cathedral for the first time at his funeral.

Family life is the normal context in which we can learn that a life filled with thinking about others instead of ourselves is the sure road to the most fulfilling joys and satisfactions.

Yeah we all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun.

I couldn't possibly have become a member of this Institute, you know, if I hadn't organized it myself.

I love feeling that I am opening new worlds for people who don't have time to investigate these things themselves.

Our Adonais has drunk poisonoh! What deaf and viperous murderer could crown Life's early cup with such a draught of woe?

When a resource is scarce, you increase its yield.

If you're a star you go through the front door carrying the roses, instead of through the back door carrying the garbage.