I am like God and God like me. I am as large as God. He is as small as I. He cannot above me nor I beneath him be.

I am like God and God like me. I am as large as God. He is as small as I. He cannot above me nor I beneath him be.

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

The rose is without 'why'; it blooms simply because it blooms. It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it.

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

We keep so busy talking we are so keen to act that we forget that in the heart lies all we need untapped, intact.

If in your heart you make a manger for his birth then God will once again become a child on earth.