All novels are fantasies. Some are more honest about it.
The church is not a religious community of worshippers of Christ but is Christ himself who has taken form among people.
When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die.
Wherever there are sinners, the weak, the sorrowful, the poor in the world, that is where God goes.
God can make a new beginning with people whenever God pleases, but not people with God. Therefore, people cannot make a new beginning at all; they can only pray for one. Where people are on their own and live by their own devices, there is only the old, the past.
We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God. . . . . We must not. . . . . assume that our schedule is our own to manage, but allow it to be arranged by God.
How wrong it is to use God as a stop-gap for the incompleteness of our knowledge. . . . We are to find God in what we know, not in what we don't know; God wants us to realize his presence, not in unsolved problems but in those that are solved. . . . God is no stop-gap; he must be recognized as the center of life, not when we are at the end of our resources.
Certainly people make mistakes in their life. I'm no different, I've made mistakes. When people mess up, we forgive them. When I mess up, I ask for forgiveness.
What is perfect? Journey, a thing doesn't have to be perfect to be fine. That goes for a picture. That goes for life. . . . Things can be good enough.
Blue was a fanciful, but sensible thing. Like a platypus, or one of those sandwiches that had been cut into circles for a fancy tea party.
Liberal, shmiberal. That should be a new word. Shmiberal: one who is assumed liberal, just because he's a professional whiner in the newspaper. If you'll read the subtext for many of those old strips, you'll find the heart of an old-fashioned Libertarian. And I'd be a Libertarian, if they weren't all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.