I value unity because I believe we learn truth from each other in this process.

A healthy human environment is one in which we try to make sense of our limits, of the accidents that can always befall us and the passage of time which inexorably changes us.

The past is what the present is doing now.

Truth makes love possible; love makes truth bearable.

Even when I was Archbishop of Wales and working with new bishops, I used to say, not realising quite how true it was, 'One of the things you will do as a bishop is disappoint people'.

One of the most powerful defences the media can offer for controversial actions is, of course, public interest.

How do we live in a way that shows an understanding that we genuinely live in a shared world, not one that simply belongs to us?

A flourishing, morally credible media is a vital component in the maintenance of genuinely public talk, argument about common good.

Quite a lot of our contemporary culture is actually shot through with a resentment of limits and the passage of time, anger at what we can't do, fear or even disgust at growing old.

We shall not find life by refusing to let go of our precious, protected selves.

Christians should emphatically be campaigning for justice for the poor - but the Church is not a campaign.

I think of it like a caterpillar--a wrinkly, ugly worm with traces of dull colors on it. But when the worm metamorphoses, it becomes something truly beautiful.” Charli

Love is just a contact of no refusal.

Water flows because it's willing.

I've thought of becoming a photographer! To save my talent as a writer.

Hee hee hee! You should've seen the look on your face!" "If mom and dad cared about me at all, they'd buy me some infra-red nighttime vision goggles.

Pianists don't argue too much generally because we have a hard enough time just getting things right. Arguing is for string players.

what storyteller is adequate to her story? The story carries us along, bottles on the tide, each with our secret mesage and the fervent hope that it does not turn out to be blank.

One has neither independence nor freedom from bondage when he is obligated to others

I think the whole tension about romanticism is the way it builds and builds, and the moment it's consummated, the tension's over.

You leap over the wall of one ghetto and find yourself in another ghetto.