"Compassion is sometimes the fatal capacity for feeling what it is like to live inside somebody else'..." — Frederick Buechner

You can't be too careful what you tell a child because you never know what he'll take hold of and spend the rest of his life remembering you by.

In his holy flirtation with the world, God occasionally drops a handkerchief. These handkerchiefs are called saints.

It is as impossible for man to demonstrate the existence of God as it would be for even Sherlock Holmes to demonstrate the existence of Arthur Conan Doyle.

Religion points to that area of human experience where in one way or another man comes upon mystery as a summons to pilgrimage.