Begin with the beautiful, which leads you to the good, which leads you to the truth.

The surest sign that God is alive in you is joy.

The minute you walk outside of your church on Sunday you're in mission territory.

Love is not a sentiment or feeling. Love is actively willing the good of the other.

The cross is Jesus going into the very lair of death. He goes to meet head-on that which frightens us the most. And what does He do? He battles it. He engages it. And finally he conquers it.

Turn your car into a monastery.

The ego-drama is nothing compared with the theo-drama. The fun begins when we let God write our stories.

Beauty is the arrowhead of evangelization, the point with which the evangelist pierces the minds and hearts of those he evangelizes.

Your faith will grow only in the measure that you give it away.

We are exceptionally good at seeing the faults in others and exceptionally adept at ignoring the faults in ourselves.

We have laws against polluting our rivers but not against polluting our minds.

I want to hear the wind in the trees. Feel the sun warm my back. I want to see birds fly in a sky with no boundaries.

Acceptance for me is loving what “is” and not in looking back at the past. I do not need to know what the future holds either- if the present is good, can the future be anything less than good?

It takes discipline not to let social media steal your time.

Another night, I dreamed I saw my father sweeping out the barn floor clean, and would not suffer the wheat to be brought in the barn. He appeared to me to be in anger.

There's an old saying in Hollywood: It's not the length of your film, it's how you use it.

The state we call realization is simply being oneself, not knowing anything or becoming anything.

Maid Marion, who said to Robin Hood, I will not live in a house with a Little John. Never got a dinner!

I'm a registered Independent. But my brother says it's obvious that I'm a Republican sympathizer. Once I get in the voting booth, it doesn't matter.

I wake up in the morning and ask myself; is life worth living? Should I blast myself?

We are imperfect. We cannot expect perfect government.