Those who have the disease called Jesus will never be cured.

The gospel declares that no matter how dutiful or prayerful we are, we can't save ourselves. What Jesus did was sufficient.

We must go out into a desert of some kind (your backyard will do) and come into a personal experience of the awesome love of God.

The temptation of the age is to look good without being good.

Genuine self-acceptance is not derived from the power of positive thinking, mind games or pop psychology. IT IS AN ACT OF FAITH in the God of grace.

Ragamuffins are simple, direct and honest. Their speech is unaffected. They are slow to claim, "God told me..." As they make their way through the world, they bear wordless, prophetic witness.

I have been seized by the power of a great affection.

The ragamuffin gospel says we can't lose, because we have nothing to lose.

Jesus was victorious not because he never flinched, talked back, or questioned, but having flinched, talked back, and questioned, he remained faithful.

A man doesn't grow old because he has lived a certain number of years. A man grows old when he deserts his ideal. The years may wrinkle his skin, but deserting his ideal wrinkles his soul.

And though it is true that the church must always dissociate itself from sin, it can never have any excuse for keeping any sinner at a distance

If your creation is taking 99% perspiration, it stinks and you need more inspiration.

Let’s always love each other, and never be in love with each other.

Most times we only see things for the way we are. But we're good at lying to ourselves. Sometimes we need somebody who's not living in our skin to point out how things really are.

I've studied golf for almost 50 years now and know a hell of a lot about nothing.

I'm really happy to have set the world record for the fastest disabled woman, but I think I can go much faster.

Think you can maybe not die for five minutes?" "I'll try,"I told him seriously. "You know, if anyone else said that, it would be funny.

I mean, source code in files; how quaint, how seventies!

I'm personally more struck by visual things more than musical.

Our linear concept of time means nothing to nature.

We turn to literature to remedy the loss, to impose some kind of meaningful order on the nonsequential.