We generally like to be around others whom we experience as liking us. We are forced by their friendship to discover and accept that in us which they accept and enjoy.|The opposite is true as well. We avoid those whom ...

Horse power is a funny kind of name for trucks and cars by which to be measured. Imagine three hundred and fifty horses underneath the hood? One time in my high-school physics class my buddy, Joe, who was on the swimming ...

Shakespeare wrote about how all of life is a stage. I had two major acting positions in my brief career. I was the First Witch in Macbeth, and ended my stage career by playing the female lead in an original musical we young ...

In his book, " What's Wrong with the World ", G. K. Chesterton wrote an easily misunderstood, yet oft quoted puzzler. "Anything worth doing is worth doing badly." That reminds me of a similar statement, "Only the mediocre ...

The other day a friend of mine generously flew me in his little four-passenger plane out to South Dakota to visit our Jesuit mission on the Pine Ridge Reservation. It was a sunny day going out and on the way back we were ...

This Saturday we will have our "stepping" or "grad"uation ceremonies here at Creighton University. In the past months students have been trying to make absolutely sure that their next steps will be sure to end in a sure-winner ...

Does the following writing sound to you "very good" or "very well"?|What is the difference between "good" and "very good"? You might say that the difference is intensity and higher quality when using "very". The two ...

When I was a younger Jesuit, during evening meals, which were endured in silence, a five-minute reading from the Martyrology began the meal. This book recalled the deaths, in some rather vivid description of the men and ...

I love slight distinctions and shades of difference. A surprise is quite different from an interruption. It takes humility to be surprised and an agenda to be interrupted. My family, five years ago arranged for my giving ...

The first five years of my Jesuit life we celebrated the Eucharist very early in the morning in a chapel just down the corridor from the refectory and its adjoining kitchen. Mass lasted thirty minutes and the next fifteen ...