Faith is fudamentally a kind of folly.

Every meal should be prepared with love and eaten in peace, because its purpose is to strengthen us for the service of Love.

With the gift of listening comes the gift of healing.

With God, every moment is the moment of beginning again.

Faith considers that its precariousness and its finiteness are but the womb in which it abides, moving toward the plenitude and fullness of the eternity which it desires and believes in and which revelation opens to it.

Lord, give me the heart of a child, and the awesome courage to live it out as an adult.

True silence is a garden enclosed, where alone the soul can meet its God.