Coltrane, you cant play everything at once!
Politics is the gentle art of getting votes from the poor and campaign funds from the rich, by promising to protect each from the other.
Running a liberal paper is like feeding melted butter on the end of an awl to a wild cat.
Dualistic thinking is a sickness.
Thinking of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo fly And there's no exit in any direction 'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes
God is okay. He's got big shoulders. He's okay with our - with our questioning and our - you know, I think the bigger the question, the bigger the answer, you know? It may be sickness, it may be loss, it may be disappointment, but sometimes you feel like heaven's silent, that "God, how-how can this be love?" But actually, if you go back to the Word, you know, it just underpins everything.
For me, every hour is grace.