It's in the history books, the Holocaust. It's just a phrase. And the truth is it happened yesterday. It happened to my mother. I never met my grandmothers or my grandfathers. They were all wiped up in the gas chambers of Nazi Germany.

Every night I go over what I did in the day, in ethical or moral terms. Have I treated people properly? Did I tell the truth?

It is precisely our job as Catholics to speak the truth as plainly and precisely as we can.

Imagination is the wide-open eye which leads us always to see truth more vividly.

The most solid piece of scientific truth I know of is that we are profoundly ignorant about nature.