God Dwells Wherever Man Lets Him In.

We May Listen To Our Inner Self-and Still Not Know Which Ocean We Hear Roaring.

It Pains Me To Speak Of God In The Third Person.

The Atheist Staring From His Attic Window Is Often Nearer To God Than The Believer Caught Up In His Own False Image Of God.

I Think No Human Being Can Give More Than This. Making Life Possible For The Other, If Only For A Moment.

A Human Being Becomes Whole Not In Virtue Of A Relation To Himself [only] But Rather In Virtue Of An Authentic Relation To Another Human Being(s).