The rose does not have a why; it blossums without reason, forgetful of self and oblivious to our vision.

God does not care what good you did, but why you did it. He does not grade the fruit but probes the core and tests the root.

By the will art thou lost, by the will art thou found, by the will art thou free, captive, and bound.

Nothing can throw thee into the infernal abyss so much as this detested word - heed well! - this mine and thine.

A monk asks:Is there anything more miraculous than the wonders of nature?The master answers:Yes, your awareness of the wonders of nature.

Christ could be born a thousand times in Bethlehem - but all in vain until He is born in me.

It isn't bread that feeds you; it is life and the spirit that feed you through bread.