One of the most satisfying aspects of writing is that it can open in us deep wells of hidden treasures that are beautiful for us as well as for others to see.

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.

Love demands everything, they say, but my love demands only this: that no matter what happens or how long it takes, you'll keep faith in me, you'll remember who we are, and you'll never feel despair.

Because memory is time folding back on itself. To remember is to disengage from the present. In order to reach any kind of success in automobile racing, a driver must never remember.

A life without integrity, faith, courage and a positive purpose, is an unnecessary gamble with no positive possibility.

For him, the kampung was a place to live and work that was based on a steadfast and intimate relationship between man and nature. The village was a true reflection of life in the tropics.

All I can promise myself and everyone else is that this record is a snapshot of thisperiod in my life. It will be that by default.

Women are in the midst of an unfinished revolution.

If I am not for myself, then who will be for me? But when I am for myself, then what am "I"? And if not now, when?

The longer the war drags on, more and more civilians are getting killed.

Money doesn't buy happiness, Gytha." "I only wanted to rent it for a few weeks!

When you do not know of a thing say so plainly.