It is only true love when you have no choice. Love is the most highly valued disease that is identified by the symptom of You-can´t-help-it.

Take Bach or Schubert: Their music was dedicated to God but filled and shaped their worldly lives. If you are a committed atheist, you lean back and miss all the richness of that history.

You cannot spend two thousand years trying to understand God and then simply abandon the question and declare that we’re not interested in it anymore.

I believe that the most important condition for faith is sensitivity to beauty.

As an atheist, you cannot fully make sense of the music, you have no explanation for the perennial motion and rhythm.

Those who use language and have nothing but language to express themselves live in a cage that cannot feel comfortable.

Everything direct is positive, everything indirect is negative.

People who don't pay attention to the question of justification are often rather uninteresting, in my opinion. I am most fascinated by characters who struggle with the demands of justification.

If you cannot live without justification, you cannot live; period. And the path towards it is the path of language.

Once you have awakened to the question of faith, you cannot simply return to your everyday agenda like a committed atheist could. You cannot retreat to the comforts of atheism.

You cannot simply discard God like a box that has been emptied.

It is man's unique privilege, among all other organisms. By pursuing falsehood you will arrive at the truth!

I'm not sure Messi is a human.

Beginning in the nineteenth century, with performers like Franz Liszt, were musicians who were able to excite an audience and communicate on a whole new level.

Without passion, you don't have any energy, and without energy, you simply have nothing

You don't choose because if you choose you might make the wrong choice, based upon ego or illusion. Instead, you let eternity make all the choices for you.

The shame is not in having sported, but in not having broken off the sport. [Lat., Nec luisse pudet, sed non incidere ludum.]

Love seizes us suddenly, without giving warning, and our disposition or our weakness favors the surprise; one look, one glance, from the fair fixes and determines us.

I have a lot of fans in the Tea Party, and they disagree with me vehemently. But they're fans, so we meet and connect and talk, so I'm open to everything.

You’re a solid person, Sage. You’re easy on the eyes, if a little skinny, and your ability to memorize useless information is going to totally hook in some guy.

Whatever state I am in, I see it as a state of mind to be accepted as it is.