Wise Criticism Always Begins With Self-criticism.

For Many Of Us The March From Selma To Montgomery Was About Protest And Prayer. Legs Are Not Lips And Walking Is Not Kneeling. And Yet Our Legs Uttered Songs. Even Without Words, Our March Was Worship. I Felt My Legs Were Praying.

We Can All Do Our Share To Redeem The World In Spite Of All Absurdities And All Frustrations And All Disappointments.

Our Goal Should Be To Live Life In Radical Amazement. ....get Up In The Morning And Look At The World In A Way That Takes Nothing For Granted. Everything Is Phenomenal; Everything Is Incredible; Never Treat Life Casually. To Be Spiritual Is To Be Amazed.

Faith Opens Our Hearts For The Entrance Of The Holy. It Is Almost As Though God Were Thinking For Us.

Our Age Is One In Which Usefulness Is Thought To Be The Chief Merit Of Nature; In Which The Attainment Of Power, The Utilization Of Its Resources Is Taken To Be The Chief Purpose Of Man In God's Creation. Man Has Indeed Become Primarily A Tool-making Animal, And The World Is Now A Gigantic Tool Box For The Satisfaction Of His Needs.