That’s the shock: All cliches are true. The years really do speed by. Life really is as short as they tell you it is. And there really is a God – so do I buy that one? If all the other cliches are true… Hell, don’t pose me that one.

God has given us two hands – one to receive with and the other to give with. We are not cisterns made for hoarding; we are channels made for sharing.

Waste brings woe, and sorrow hates despair.

It is best to rise from life as from a banquet, neither thirsty nor drunken.

There is nothing so strong or safe in an emergency of life as the simple truth.

There is no wealth but life.

While there’s life, there’s hope.

My faith was tested like Job. That’s the message I try to tell other people: just because you believe in God, serve God, feed the hungry, clothe the naked, people gotta realize, it don’t mean things not gonna happen to you.

I live in a crazy time.

God cannot give us a happiness and peace apart from Himself, because it is not there. There is no such thing.

All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.

How great is the mystery of the first cells which were one day animated by the breath of our souls! How impossible to decipher the welding of successive influences in which we are forever incorporated! In each one of us, through matter, the whole history of the world is in part reflected.

The course of this conflict is not known, yet its outcome is certain. Freedom and fear, justice and cruelty, have always been at war, and we know that God is not neutral between them.

Life must be lived as play.

Since God created the world, He also created reality.

Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.

The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.

Enlightenment is always there. Small enlightenment will bring great enlightenment. If you breathe in and are aware that you are alive – that you can touch the miracle of being alive – then that is a kind of enlightenment.

If my life was a movie, no one would believe it.

Art’s everything we hope life would be, a lot of times.

I am getting to the point where the only love worth being in is the love worth singing about.

The one charm about marriage is that it makes a life of deception absolutely necessary for both parties.

Let man live at a distance from God, and the universe remains neutral or hostile to him. But let man believe in God, and immediately all around him the elements, even the irksome, of the inevitable organize themselves into a friendly whole, ordered to the ultimate success of life.

Why love if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore; only the life I have lived. The pain now is part of the happiness then.

My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalent of churchgoing.

Satisfaction consists in freedom from pain, which is the positive element of life.

Some people die at 25 and aren’t buried until 75.

Life, if well lived, is long enough.

If life gives you limes, make margaritas.

Football (soccer) is a matter of life and death, except more important.

The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.

Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life.

Time, which alone makes the reputation of men, ends by making their defects respectable.

Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend – or a meaningful day.

The past is prophetic in that it asserts loudly that wars are poor chisels for carving out peaceful tomorrows.

Ageing’s alright, better than the alternative, which is not being here.

I restore myself when I’m alone.

I was born on a full moon. Both my children were born on full moons, too. Some people say that’s scary. It is what it is, man, I don’t be trippin‘. I couldn’t tell God when I wanted to be born.

In the final analysis, the questions of why bad things happen to good people transmutes itself into some very different questions, no longer asking why something happened, but asking how we will respond, what we intend to do now that it happened.

God spoke to me and called me to His Service. What form this service was to take the voice did not say.

I suppose that’s one of the ironies of life doing the wrong thing at the right moment.

Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.

We have the duty to protect the life of an unborn child.

I work very hard, and I play very hard. I’m grateful for life. And I live it – I believe life loves the liver of it. I live it.

A covenant made with God should be regarded not as restrictive but as protective.

Life is better when people are working, happy, and spending money.

The concept of loneliness and exile and self-sufficiency continually bucks me up.

Whatever must happen ultimately should happen immediately.

God never meant that people were to wear clothes. He meant we were to be nude. But we were in a state of innocence. Then sin came into the human race and became a blood poisoning.

You tell me: Can you live crushed under the weight of the present? Without a memory of the past and without the desire to look ahead to the future by building something, a future, a family? Can you go on like this? This, to me, is the most urgent problem that the Church is facing.

It doesn’t matter who likes you or doesn’t like you, all that matters is that God likes you. He accepts you, he approves of you.

Life doesn’t imitate art, it imitates bad television.

Some people focus more on sonics. Some people focus more on story. I focus on both sonics and story, but music sometimes, just music itself, can turn into more of a maths problem. I guess everything in life is a math problem, but it can be more about an empirical route to getting the symmetry that you want, and this vibe, sonically.

The difficulty for most of us in the modern world is that the old-fashioned idea of God has become incredible or implausible.

No one can pass through life, any more than he can pass through a bit of country, without leaving tracks behind, and those tracks may often be helpful to those coming after him in finding their way.

I think the foundation of everything in my life is wonder.

Beautiful music is the art of the prophets that can calm the agitations of the soul; it is one of the most magnificent and delightful presents God has given us.

Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.

Those who have never known the deep intimacy and the intense companionship of mutual love have missed the best thing that life has to give.

Which death is preferably to every other? ‚The unexpected‘.

Too often we… enjoy the comfort of opinion without the discomfort of thought.