I Firmly Believe That Our Salvation Depends

Just As The Birds Of The Air Are Fed, We'll Continue To Be Fed.

The Mystery Of Poverty Is That By Sharing In It, Making Ourselves Poor In Giving To Others, We Increase Our Knowledge Of And Belief In Love.

If We Had Had The Privilege Of Giving Hospitality To A Ho Chi Minh, With What Respect And Interest We Would Have Served Him, As A Man Of Vision, As A Patriot, A Rebel Against Foreign Invaders.

Food For The Body Is Not Enough. There Must Be Food For The Soul.

If You Feed The Poor, You're A Saint. If You Ask Why They're Poor, You're A Communist.