The name of Jesus is as ointment poured forth; It nourishes, and illumines, and stills the anguish of the soul.

If Christ were born in Bethlehem a thousand times and not in thee thyself; then art thou lost eternally.

What is outside yourself does not convey much worth; Clothes do not make the man, the saddle not the horse.

The Rose is without 'why'—she blooms because she blooms.

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

Paradise is at your own center; unless you find it there, there is no way to enter.

God, whose love and joy are present everywhere, can't come to visit you unless you aren't there.