Some of you will die in the service of Christ. That will not be a tragedy. Treasuring life above Christ is a tragedy.

To journey for the sake of saving our own lives is little by little to cease to live in any sense that really matters, even to ourselves, because it is only by journeying for the world's sake - even when the world bores and sickens and scares you half to death - that little by little we start to come alive.

But where the surrender is to God, we get ourselves back ennobled and enriched.

Joy never comes to those who seek it. In the self-forgetting hour when we are touched by another's need and sacrifice for it, we suddenly find our soul aflame with glorious joy.

Women are, I think, moved by the idea that self-sacrifice is noble and can be the source of great joy.

The tyrant dies and his rule ends, the martyr dies and his rule begins.

I actually believed that after living as fully as humanly possible, one should then die violently. I expected then as I still expect today

Once they tried to save something, others or their own souls.

The safety-obsessed church lacks the inner dynamic to foster profound missional impact in our time.

But in surrender you have won.

I'm not in the world to guard my own life, but to guard souls

Does not the history of the world show that there would have been no romance in life if there had been no risks?