Life itself is a haphazard, untidy, messy affair.

The Gospel takes away our right forever, to discriminate between the deserving and the undeserving poor.

If you feed the poor, you're a saint. If you ask why they're poor, you're a Communist.

I really only love God as much as I love the person I love the least.

We have all known the long loneliness, and we have found that the answer is community.

Don't worry about being effective. Just concentrate on being faithful to the truth.

We must talk about poverty, because people insulated by their own comfort lose sight of it.

Our problems stem from our acceptance of this filthy, rotten system.

We plant seeds that will flower as results in our lives, so best to remove the weeds of anger, avarice, envy and doubt, that peace and abundance may manifest for all.

No one has a right to sit down and feel hopeless. There's too much work to do.

The older I get, the more I meet people, the more convinced I am that we must only work on ourselves, to grow in grace. The only thing we can do about people is to love them.

We measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit.

I cried until my eyes swelled shut, and then I slept, a black, dreamless sleep from which I awoke amazingly refreshed, at least until I remembered.

Work to recognize the primary importance of the present moment.

I begged my mom for a beat machine, she spent a crazy amount of money - so there were no more Christmases, no more basketball camps, no more birthday gifts. I always knew that's what I wanted to do.

Temperance and labor are the two real physicians of man.

For all of us, whether we walk old paths or blaze new trails, friends remain important.

The writer considers sayability before anything else.

I do a lot of yoga. I practice yoga three or four times a week. It's an escape for me.

I can tell jokes. I can talk to the audience. I can relax. I can change my songs whenever I want. I can change the tempos. I can change the mood, because I'm in charge.

We made bad use of immortality, and so ended up dying; Christ made good use of mortality, so that we might end up living.