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For some of us life is so fantastic we can't stand it.
Life is a process of continually reordering priorities.
We all have the right to be wrong and be loved just the same.
To insist that I am not forgiven is a kind of inverse arrogance.
Before I can accept someone's help, I must accept their presence.
I'm afraid my glass is no longer half full because I drank most of it.
How much more comfortable it is to say 'Yes, and...' than 'Yes, but...'.
Years ago I heard the Indian Jesuit Raimundo Panikkar say: Expect Nothing.
Ideals are great as long as they don't get in the way of what we want to do.
I feel that the only true security I have is my capacity, however limited, to love.
I think that an act of love is immortal; once tendered, it can never really be taken back.
How frustrating it is to be out-argued by someone you know is dead wrong but is more eloquent.
Until we can sense a sacred quality in time we will not begin to have a fuller understanding of it.
How unfortunate it is to be constrained by what people might say at our funeral or on our gravestone.
The man who says that he does not deserve his wife is probably right, but not for the reasons he thinks.
One of the small consolations of old age, if you are lucky, can be at least a partial recovery of innocence.
On the whole I feel that life has treated me rather well, but I sometimes wonder how well have I treated life.
I see a good marriage as being like two tall trees growing beside each other, each nourishing the grace of the other.
It is said that in life we must play with the cards we are dealt, but too often I have kept those cards too close to my chest.
If there were no nobodies, The somebodies would not have anybody, To convince that they were somebody, Except some other somebody, Who would not be convinced anyway.
How often have I tried just hard enough so that I can then say to myself that I tried with the real purpose of assuaging my guilt about something I did not wish to succeed in the first place?
Everything I do or say will be forgotten in a few short years. Yet how amazing and wonderful it is that somehow I still care, just simply care about whatever I do, and will probably do so until my dying moment.