One of the main tasks of theology is to find words that do not divide but unite, that do not create conflict but unity, that do not hurt but heal.

Pay attention to the people God puts in your path if you want to discern what God is up to in your life.

What makes us human is not our mind but our heart, not our ability to think but our ability to love.

For Jesus, there are no countries to be conquered, no ideologies to be imposed, no people to be dominated. There are only children, women and men to be loved.

You don't think your way into a new kind of living. You live your way into a new kind of thinking.

Dare to love and to be a real friend. The love you give and receive is a reality that will lead you closer and closer to God as well as those whom God has given you to love.

My whole life I have been complaining that my work was constantly interrupted, until I discovered that my interruptions were my work.

In a world so torn apart by rivalry, anger, and hatred, we have the privileged vocation to be living signs of a love that can bridge all divisions and heal all wounds.

The main question is not, how can we hide our wounds...but how can we put our woundedness in service to others.

O Lord, make this Lenten season different from the other ones. Let me find you again. Amen.

Those who keep speaking about the sun while walking under a cloudy sky are messengers of hope, the true saints of our day.

The only thing that affects your destiny is the thought you are thinking at the moment.

Get busy watering your own grass so as not to notice whether it's greener elsewhere.

Give Nature a vacuum and she will try to fill it. Give her localized pressure and she will try to disperse it. She is forever seeking a balance she can never achieve, never happy with what she's got.

What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?

As a lover of truth, the national propaganda of all the belligerent nations sickened me. As a lover of civilization, the return to barbarism appalled me.

there is every reason to fear that the State is growing ever more powerful, more autonomous, more indifferent to its own inhabitants.

How do I know why Miles walks off the stage? Why don't you ask him? And besides, maybe we'd all like to be like Miles, and just haven't got the guts.

If only I had discipline, but alas, it is only an obsessive-compulsive trait and the beauty of habit that causes me to return again and again to my work.

A proverb is much matter distilled into few words.

The miracle of your being cannot escape itself. Your thoughts blossom into events. Your beliefs grow as surely in time and space as flowers do.