“Self-respect is the fruit of discipline.”

Faith is something that comes out of the soul. It is not an information that is absorbed but an attitude, existing prior to the formulation of any creed.

There is a realm of time where the goal is not to have but to be, not to own but to give, not to control but to share, not to subdue but to be in accord.

Being points beyond itself. Accustomed to think in terms of space, the expression “being points beyond itself” may be taken to denote a higher point in space.

All action is vicarious faith.

The utilization of its resources is taken to be the chief purpose of man in God’s creation.

This may be the vocation of man: to say “Amen” to being and to the Author of being; to live in defiance of absurdity, notwithstanding futility and defeat; to attain faith in God even in spite of God.

By the word of God the world was created.

It is our honest response to the grandeur and mystery of reality our confrontation with that which transcends the given.

The worship of reason is arrogance and betrays a lack of intelligence. The rejection of reason is cowardice and betrays a lack of faith.

A soul can create only when alone.

Faith opens our hearts for the entrance of the holy. It is almost as though God were thinking for us.

The time for the kingdom may be far off, but the task is plain: to retain our share in God in spite of peril and contempt.

In any free society where terrible wrongs exist, some are guilty – all are responsible.

Instead of indulging in jealousy, greed, in relishing themselves, there are men who keep their hearts alert to the stillness in which time rolls on and leaves us behind.

Religion has become an impersonal affair, an institutional loyalty. It survives on the level of activities rather than in the stillness of commitment.

In our daily lives we attend primarily to that which the senses are spelling out for us: to what the eyes perceive, to what the fingers touch.

There are simply no answers to some of the great pressing questions.

Just remember the world is not a playground but a schoolroom. Life is not a holiday but an education. One eternal lesson for us all: to teach us how better we should love.

Life itself is nothing but relationship.

Life on the planet is born of woman.

Oh, how horrible our sins look when they are committed by someone else.

Greatness is a lot of small things done well, stacked up on each other.

There’s a spirit that grabs me, and it’s in every one of you guys, but the questions is, how much time are we wasting?

It doesn’t really matter how fast you’re going if you’re heading in the wrong direction.