The conscience of the dying belies their life.
Power isn't having the world at your fingertips; it is having the world at your fingertips and being able to give it up!
Any goal without salvation as its ultimate end is as pointless as trying to live forever on this earth.
For much of my life I floundered under the excuse of "nobody's perfect," the liberating and over-used phrase that affords guys like me the freedom to pile up sins in a careless and unchecked way. Ironically, being perfect is precisely what we are called to be!
To be a real man is to be unattached - not from responsibility or justice - but from those dependencies that inhibit responsibility and justice.
Living out one's faith is either no way to live or the only way to live; it's either imprisonment, or the only path to freedom. It offers happiness, or it frustrates the pursuit. There is no half-love, half-religion, half-worship, half-belief, half-truth. There is no kinda-sorta.
There is no point when all the material benefits of the world add up to a general state of happiness. It is the Great Misconception.
I did not pray Him to lay bare The mystery to me, Enough the rose was Heaven to smell, And His own face to see.
Art for art's sake is a philosophy of the well-fed.
Love cannot remain by itself - it has no meaning. Love has to be put into action, and that action is service. Whatever form we are, able or disabled, rich or poor, it is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the doing; a lifelong sharing of love with others.
This is the sort of situation I enjoy: a game in the San Siro, a huge crowd and a night for big men. Remember, only victory is beautiful.