The city's contradictions and frailties drive me to the church. The church, in turn, binds my wounds and soothes my troubled heart, and sends me right back out into the city again.

Giving back is something that comes from the heart to me. It's not that I do it because it's the right thing: I do it because I want do it.

When you fall, get right back up.

Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood.

[Church leaders who have asked volunteers to allow evacuees to move in with them] have their heart in the right place, ... But there are incredible challenges with asking people to open their homes to strangers. Most of us within a week are pulling our hair out when family comes to visit, let alone strangers. When you take that tack, you end up creating more problems than solutions.

It's really wonderful to be able to be nobody, and then have a moment when I can be somebody, and then go right back to being nobody again.