We Are A Blend Of Dust And

It Remained For The Twentieth Century To Discover That Locked Within The Atom Is The Energy Of The Sun Itself. For This Energy To Be Released, However, The Atom Must Be Bombarded From Without. So Too, Locked In Every Human Being Is A Store Of Love That Partakes Of The Divine-the Imago Dei-image Of God, It Is Sometimes Called. And It Too Can Be Activated Only Through Bombardment, In Its Case Love's Bombardment

At The Center Of The Religious Life Is A Peculiar Kind Of Joy, The Prospect Of A Happy Ending That Blossoms From Necessarily Painful Ordeals, The Promise Of Human Difficulties Embraced And Overcome.

The Faith I Was Born Into Formed Me.

A Nation Can Assume That The Addition Of The Words "under God" To Its Pledge Of Allegiance Gives Evidence That Its Citizens Actually Believe In God Whereas All It Really Proves Is That They Believe In "believing" In God

Poetry Is A Special Use Of Language That Opens Onto The Real. The Business Of The Poet Is Truth Telling, Which Is Why In The Celtic Tradition No One Could Be A Teacher Unless He Or She Was A Poet.