The Editors

The saddest pair of words in the English language is the phrase never again.

“Relationships” between human beings and machines are not real relationships because machines cannot relate to the experience of living a human life.

To truly listen to locks requires the love of a locksmith.

When the scoreboard lit up at my son’s game yesterday, it felt like a small miracle.

To gaze into the eyes of a helpless baby was to see my actual condition as a creature laid bare.

As one Kentuckian wondered, why would he give up the “glitz and glamour” elsewhere to come back home to farm?

So many before me have made this crossing. So many died for control of these waters.

The only area in Green Valley that has escaped urban sprawl is Mr. Henry’s Farm, at which stands an old oak tree named Birch.

Universities are peculiar institutions, and they need peculiar leaders.

The prose in As I Lay Dying simultaneously provides a mirror for and an escape from my experience.

We often find ourselves fleeing “forward,” one might say, to escape the meaninglessness that forever snaps at our heels.

There is no substitute for long-term volunteer commitments.

My real fear is not so much that the Internet makes us bad readers, but that it makes us bad writers.

Hope remains, and it is the hope of the incarnation, which the Archbishop describes as the “technology of Catholicism.”

Maybe my reading taste buds are dull. Maybe I’m in a lazy slump. Do I need more books? More appealing choices? Am I even asking the right question?

A healing vision for America, Orr suggests in his writings, is one faithful to the great nearby, to the gospel of the local.

Maybe we ought to use our being and thinking not to decide what our lives should be “for” or “against,” but rather what we would like our lives to define.

Altman, while acknowledging that people can and have parented before AI, stated that he cannot imagine parenting without it.

What is the ideal that we sometimes glimpse within the world and which thus inspires our own attempts at order-making, at meaning-making?

For humility, there is nothing like gardening.

Emerging tools have to justify themselves to us more than we have to justify ourselves to emerging tools.

Land is only going to become more expensive and thus ever more unaffordable and inaccessible for the agrarians of the future.

The 1890s gave rise to the journalistic trope, if it bleeds, it leads. And news has never been the same since.

However strained, the bonds of affection must not be broken.