The funny thing about the boy who gave away his loaves and fish is that he, too, ended the day with a full stomach.

When we get ashes we are not publicly proclaiming our greatness, but God’s. We are not saying, 'look at how great I am,' but 'ask me about how great my God is!'

We can't understand our calling and our vocation until we listen to the Lord... until we look upon the Lord... until we realize who it is that we're really serving. Are we serving God? Or the world?

God made saints out of far worse people than you.

God will put someone in your path today who doesn't necessarily need you... but who desperately needs Christ in you.

God has great plans for you today... creative and unexpected means by which He will make you a saint. He needs only your joyful submission to His plan.

Giving God permission to make you a saint will ruin your life.

Pentecost is a celebration of God... a celebration of God's power... a celebration of God's desire to empower us and to dwell within us.

Authentic Christianity is a roller-coaster ride, not a merry-go-round.

The commandments are a gift, not a curse. Sin is less about breaking the rules and more about breaking the Father's heart.

If more husbands and fathers would put as much energy into their marriages and families as they do their jobs, the world would change.

Library science was the foundation of all sciences.

If he had to spend the evening with madwomen, he would prefer at least one of them be willing to let him grope her.

When I come out and sing the first few bars of Bill Bailey, it's very exciting

Accurst be he that first invented war.

Thoughtcrime was not a thing that could be concealed forever. You might dodge successfully for a while, even for years, but sooner or later they were bound to get you.

If you entrust your data to others, they can let you down or outright betray you.

After college, rather than pursue real work, I joined a folk group and sang in coffee houses and nightclubs, an occupation that does little for the intellect and even less for the complexion.

Let first the onion flourish there, Rose among roots, the maiden-fair, Wine-scented and poetic soul Of the capacious salad bowl.

We must reckon with the possibility that something in the nature of the sexual instinct itself is unfavorable to the realization of complete satisfaction.

If I really want to improve my situation, I can work on the one thing over which I have control - myself.