Love knows nothing of short hauls because it has committed itself for the long haul.

I am thankful that in the giving we receive, and what we receive is the satisfaction of knowing that whatever we give is always bigger once we’ve given it away.

Real accomplishments do virtually nothing to serve me and they do everything to serve others. Anything less is nothing more than a meaningless task dressed in the deceptive finery of accomplishments.

To put others in front of ourselves is to put God in front of everything.

Yet, there is a sense of some deep sort that runs entirely contrary to human nature, that in putting ourselves first, we must by necessity put others first.

The service of self terminates at our own death.

Good tells us that our agenda is the agenda of the person next to us.

There’s something tightly woven throughout the fabric of our humanity that runs entirely opposite to the baser instinct of looking out for our own good.

Being our best involves walking away from every situation with less than what we had when we encountered it because we left something behind in the exchange.