Mother didn't understand that children aren't frightened by stories

Do not expect too much from the world. We are here to give not to take.

There are only two seasons - winter and Baseball.

The world is incomprehensible. We won't ever understand it; we won't ever unravel its secrets. Thus we must treat the world as it is: a sheer mystery.

Ordinary citizens are so accepting of what is going on, grumbling when their material interests were affected, but seemingly accepting the spiritual poverty so characteristic of today.

We are all at risk of something. Of ending up exactly where we began, of failing to imagine and find and know and actualize who we could be. The only difference is the distance of the leap.

When I was a kid I ate sports books up, like "Winners Never Quit" by Phil Pepe. That was like my bible.

Between lips and lips there are cities of great ash and moist summit, drops of when and how, vague comings and goings: between lips and lips as along a shore of sand and glass the wind passes.

What brought me to Christianity is Incarnation, not Ressurection.

All human behavior is either an act of love or a cry for love.