No time for better words, no time to unsay anything. -Til We Have Faces
You've no idea how good an old joke sounds when you take it out again after a rest of five or six hundred years.
Though under earth, and throneless now I be Yet while I lived all earth was under me.
We do not truly see light, we only see slower things lit by it, so that for us light is on the edge-the last thing we know before things become too swift for us.
We were made not primarily that we may love God, but that God may love us.
In silence and in meditation on the eternal truths, I hear the voice of God which excites our hearts to greater love.