It is only in the light of the inescapable fact of death that a person can adequately engage and enter upon the mysterious fact of life.

In the spectrum of God's mysteries, preaching is a sacrament: Because of its sacramental reality some people have never again been the same.

Preaching is effective as long as the preacher expects something to happen-not because of the sermon, not even because of the preacher, but because of God.

Unbeing dead isn't being alive.

Preaching is effective as long as the preacher expects something to happen-not because of the sermon, not even because of the preacher, but because of God.

Since feeling is first, who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you, wholly to be a fool while spring is in the world, then laugh. lean back in my arms, for life's not a paragraph, and death, I think, is no parenthesis.