The message we have internalized is clear - we are what we do and what we own, not what we are inside ourselves. Where it counts!

Darkness deserves gratitude. It is the alleluia point at which we learn to understand that all growth does not take place in the sunlight.

Beware the religion that turns you against another one. It's unlikely that it's really religion at all.

Hope is not a matter of waiting for things outside of us to get better. It is about getting better inside about what is going on outside.

We talk religion in a world that worships the bread but does not distribute it, that practices ritual rather than righteousness, that confesses but does not repent.

Grief is a sign that we loved something more than ourselves. . . . Grief makes us worthy to suffer with the rest of the world.

Compassion makes no distinction between friends and enemies, neighbors and outsiders, compatriots and foreigners. Compassion is the gate to human community.

When souls really touch, it is forever. Then space and time disappear, and all that remains is the consciousness that we are not alone in life.

Compassion is not sympathy. Compassion is mercy. It is a commitment to take responsibility for the suffering of others.

Oppressors do not get to be oppressors in a single sweep. They manage it because little by little, we make them that. We overlook too much in the beginning and wonder why we lost control in the end.

Compassion is the ability to understand how difficult it is for people to be the best of what they want to be at all times.

Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles.

Having something to fight for will make us stronger than anything they can throw at us.

If more than 10% of the people like a painting, you can be sure it's bad.

Only a modern army will be able to fight a modern war.

Heaven is not reached at a single bound. But we build the ladder by which we rise. From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.

It is not easy for us to change. But it is possible and it is our glory as human beings

It always comes back to the same necessity: go deep enough and there is a bedrock of truth, however hard.

I once saw a forklift lift a crate of forks. And it was way to literal for me.

It always comes down to what the crowd buys coming out of your mouth, which differs from one comic to the next.