Character in a saint means the disposition of Jesus Christ persistently manifested.
We are built for the valley, for the ordinary stuff we are in, and that is where we have to prove our mettle.
At first the English were very surprised by our disregarding the Hague Convention. But from 1916 onward they used at least as much poison as we did.
Sentiment has never been unpopular except with a few sick persons who are made sicker by the sight of a child, a glimpse of a wedding, or the thought of a happy home.
There is a very real relationship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of this world.
I think there's nothing about evolution in the Bible; I think this is a statement of religious insecurity. But people have their beliefs.
The Department of Cell Biology at Johns Hopkins was founded and directed by Tom Pollard, an engaging young scientist with remarkable energy and enthusiasm.
In marked contrast to the University of Wisconsin, Biochemistry was hardly visible at Stanford in 1945, consisting of only two professors in the chemistry department.
I have no idea what readership is of written editorials, but it doesn't come anywhere close to the readership of editorial cartoons.
I think miracles exist in part as gifts and in part as clues that there is something beyond the flat world we see.
Francis Webb is easily our greatest poet and one of the greatest poets in the world but he's hardly ever mentioned.
Celebrity seems totally at odds with authentic community and honest, real sorts of relationships.
Jesus is God's way of refusing to give up his dream for the world.
...for everytime I see the sky I'm aware of belonging to the universe than to just one corner of the earth.
My belief is that I wasn't born into Judaism by accident, and so I needed to find ways to honor that.
Physics is like sex: sure, it may give some practical results, but that's not why we do it.
People talk about alienation in the city. Diners are a place where you feel comfortable, an extension of your house.
For some reason, 1968 is a touchstone year for me. I think it was the first year I felt fully conscious.
Kids don't shuffle along in unison on the road to maturity. They slouch toward adulthood at an uneven, highly individual pace.
It's almost a rite of passage for the middle-aged, it seems, to invent generational stereotypes for dumping on the young.
The idea of the mulatto has been a gathering point for a wide variety of racial prejudices, fears, myths, and speculations.
