A hard heart makes for hard judgments; a compassionate heart understands the humanity of the one we presume to judge.

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.

Compromise, communicate, and never go to bed angry - the three pieces of advice gifted and regifted to all newlyweds.

Gratitude shouldn't be an occasional incident but a continuous attitude.

Retire within yourselves

Piracy is a huge, huge issue for all of these major content companies, and everybody has a different way of addressing it.

As anyone who goes into dog-rescue knows, it is not a for-profit business, but the rewards are priceless for me.

There's nothing better when something comes and hits you and you think 'YES'!

To write an article about someone and then to have that person murdered is disturbing.

People were like, 'Oh, there are going to be people running up to you taking pictures' and I thought it was going to be a bunch of little kids. But it's grown-ups! And that's, like, creepy.

Readers want more of the same from you. So stick to one genre.

Don't you love nobody better'n you do yo'self. Do, you'll be dying befo' yo' time is out.