No sadness is greater than in misery to rehearse memories of joy.
Hope not ever to see heaven. I come to lead you to the other shore; into the eternal darkness; into fire and ice.
…all things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God.
He who awaits the call, but sees the need, Already sets his spirit to refuse it.
Midway upon the journey of our life
But already my desire and my will were being turned like a wheel, all at one speed, by the Love which moves the sun and the other stars