Action, like a sacrament, is the visible form of an invisible spirit, an outward manifestation of an inward power.

The practice of love offers no place of safety. We risk loss, hurt, pain. We risk being acted upon by forces outside our control.

When we face pain in relationships our first response is often to sever bonds rather than to maintain commitment.

Isolation and loneliness are central causes of depression and despair.

Both men and women remain in dysfunctional, loveless relationships when it is materially opportune.

Giving generously in romantic relationships, and in all other bonds, means recognizing when the other person needs our attention. Attention is an important resource.

When angels speak of love they tell us it is only by loving that we enter an earthly paradise. They tell us paradise is our home and love our true destiny.

Those of us who have already chosen to embrace a love ethic, know that when we let our light shine, we draw to us and are drawn to other bearers of light. We are not alone.

Society's collective fear of love must be faced if we are to lay claim to a love ethic that can inspire us and give us the courage to make necessary changes.

We cannot know love if we remain unable to surrender our attachment to power, if any feeling of vulnerability strikes terror in our hearts. Lovelessness torments.

When we love children, we acknowledge by our every action that they are not property, that they have rights - that we respect and uphold their rights.

Sometimes not getting what you want is God's greatest blessing.

We must stop treating the environment possessively, and as an expendable commodity.

Our hands will never be too small for helping those who are in need as long we have the heart to care.

Sometimes I wish that I could go into a time machine right now and just look at my self and say, 'Calm down. Things are gonna be fine. Things are gonna be all great. Just relax.'

I'm very conscious that people dear to me are alive in my imagination - poets in particular.

Both of us victims of the same twentieth-century plague. Not the Black Death, this time; the Gray Life.

Oppression cannot prosper where none will submit to be enslaved.

I have always noticed that in portraits of really great writers the mouth is always firmly closed.

At Halloween a lot of young people were wearing Bush masks mocked up as an incarnation of the Devil.

In terms of the Patriot Act, and all the other things he has pledged he would do, such as transparency in government,[Barack] Obama has reneged on his promises.