Blessings sometimes come through brokenness that could never come in any other way.

Mysterious as it may be, there is something wonderful at the heart of our existence, and it is about nothing other than love love for God, love for one another, love for creation, love for life itself.

In every feeling, look deeply. Explore without ceasing. At bottom, love is.

Seek the truth, not what is comfortable. Seek the real, not the easy.

Honesty before God requires the most fundamental risk of faith we can take: the risk that God is good, that God does love us unconditionally. It is in taking this risk that we rediscover our dignity. To bring the truth of ourselves, just as we are, to God, just as God is, is the most dignified thing we can do in this life.

But love's true nature remains forever beyond the grasp of all our faculties. It is far greater than any feeling or emotion and completely surpasses any act of human kindness. It is the one sheer gift of contemplation, completely unattainable by autonomous human effort. The realization of this love always remains mysterious.

Addiction is not something we can simply take care of by applying the proper remedy. For it is in the very nature of addiction to feed on our attempts to master it.

The difference between work and play is only a matter of attitude. Work, fully done, is play.

I would prefer a thousand mistakes in extravagance of love to any paralysis in wariness of fear.

Zen is not about eliminating thoughts but illuminating them.

To experience a little hunger now and then can be a beautiful reminder of the deeper hunger of our souls.