To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or...
Who, being loved, is poor?
The greatest deterrent to genuine happiness - believing that if our circumstances were different, then we would be happy. Paradoxically, deep contentment finds us when we lay aside the pursuit of happiness for something more...loving God and others. May we be caught...
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves; it is not my nature.
Blessed are the agnostics. Blessed are they who doubt. Those who aren’t sure, who can still be surprised. Blessed are they who are spiritually impoverished and therefore not so certain about everything that they no longer take in new information. Blessed are those who...
I have decided that the only way to live is to embrace grief. For grief only exists where love lived first.
God, Keep my anger from becoming meanness. Keep my sorrow from collapsing into self-pity. Keep my heart soft enough to keep breaking. Keep my anger turned towards justice, not cruelty. Remind me that all of this, every bit of it, is for love. Keep me fiercely kind....
God does not eliminate injustice from above by a show of power, but from below, by a show of love. God does not burst on the scene with limitless power, but descends to the narrow confines of our lives.
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
Talk to yourself like you would to someone you love.