The highest form of worship is to find the least among you and treat them like Jesus.

How sad it is when someone comes to you looking for Jesus and all they see is you.

We must love our white brothers, no matter what they do to us. We must make them know that we love them. Jesus still cries out in words that echo across the centuries.

Agape, the love of each one of us for the other, from the closest to the furthest, is in fact the only way that Jesus has given us to find the way of salvation and of the Beatitudes.

The openness of our hearts and minds can be measured by how wide we draw the circle of what we call family.

Never be so busy as not to think of others.