We are created for the sake of love. When we experience love in family life, it is heavenly, but it is still only an image of the greater glory we hope to behold in heaven.

If we do not fill our mind with prayer, it will fill itself with anxieties, worries, temptations, resentments, and unwelcome memories.

God sometimes gives us what we want so we'll learn to trust Him to give us what we need.

A joyless Catholic is the devil's best tool. A joyful Catholic is God's greatest instrument.

We...sin not because we want what is evil, but because we want what isn't good enough.

If you complain to someone, you assume that it's someone who really cares about you.

Love is something worth suffering for.

At the root of all misery is unfulfilled desire.

To go to Mass is to go to Heaven.

Only when we cease to rely on our own strength can we discover that God's strength is always there for us.

The Mass-and I mean every single Mass-is heaven on earth. Literally.

Wild!" Ron said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. "I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again... and again... and again...

Aging is not our fault, but we certainly are guilty of feeling it.

When my dad toured in '91, I think my first gig properly was the Tokyo Dome, 50,000 people indoors. That was pretty scary. I was 12, or 13.

The last possible deed is that which defines perception itself, an invisible golden chord that connects us: illegal dancing in the courthouse corridors.

We have a hunger of the mind which asks for knowledge of all around us, and the more we gain, the more is our desire; the more we see, the more we are capable of seeing.

Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe, love is a banquet on which we feed.

Everyone is isolated from everyone else. The concept of society is like a cushion to protect us from the knowledge of that isolation. A fiction that serves as an anesthetic.

Projection into the future does not create security because the future is not really there. It's a fluid mirage. The only security is merging with The Field, right now.

One can study a caterpillar forever and never be able to predict a butterfly.

Each painting has its own way of evolving. When the painting is finished, the subject reveals itself.