We only feel dehumanized when we get trapped in the derogatory images of other people or thoughts of wrongness about ourselves.

Every criticism, judgment, diagnosis, and expression of anger is the tragic expression of an unmet need.

Your presence is the most precious gift you can give to another human being.

All violence is the result of people tricking themselves into believing that their pain derives from other people and that consequently those people deserve to be punished.

We are never angry because of what others say or do. It is our thinking that makes us angry.

Instead of playing the game "Making Life Wonderful", we often play the game called "Who's Right". Do you know that game? It's a game where everybody loses.

Empathy is a respectful understanding of what others are experiencing.

People have been trained to criticize, insult, and otherwise communicate in ways that create distance among people.

You don't have to be brilliant. It's enough to become progressively less stupid.

Most of us grew up speaking a language that encourages us to label, compare, demand, and pronounce judgments rather than to be aware of what we are feeling and needing.

The most dangerous of all behaviors may consist of doing things 'because we're supposed to.

The wider you spread your fingers apart while clapping is equal to the amount of retarded you look while clapping.

I got a mortgage at 17! I didn't even know you could get a mortgage at 17.

Have faith in God but keep your powder dry.

Caring for friends opens the heart, and gifts us with the privilege of sharing the fruits of our self-imposed and necessary solitude.

What you do to these men on California's Death Row, you do to God.

Books delight us when prosperity smiles upon us; they comfort us inseparably when stormy fortune frowns on us.

Let us also go, that we might die with him

I have a suit in my closet with the pocket cut out. It's a reminder to me that I won't be taking anything with me. The last suit I wear won't need any pockets.

Baseball is a skilled game. It's America's game - it, and high taxes.

Why, I can smile and murder whiles I smile, And cry 'content' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face for all occasions