The prayer preceding all prayers is 'May it be the real I who speaks. May it be the real Thou that I speak to.'

We must stop regarding unpleasant or unexpected things as interruptions of real life. The truth is that interruptions are real life.

Now Eros makes a man really want, not a woman, but one particular woman. In some mysterious but quite indisputable fashion the lover desires the Beloved herself, not the pleasure she can give.

That raises a terrible question. How is it that people who are quite obviously eaten up with Pride can say they believe in God and appear to themselves very religious? I am afraid it means they are worshiping an imaginary God.

He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less.

The real problem is not why some pious, humble, believing people suffer, but why some do not.

Don't worry. If you really want to, you will Whether you'll like it when you do is another question.