In the created world around us we see the Eternal Artist, Eternal Love at work.

In my relations with my father, which are difficult and where I'm often met by coolness and indifference, I am constantly tempted to be cold and indifferent. Yet I know that this is a test if I could take it rightly.

Meditation is a half-way house between thinking and contemplating.

The direction and constancy of the will is what really matters, & intellect & feeling are only important in so far as they contribute to that.

My growth depends on my walls coming down.

The first question here, then, is not "What is best for my soul?" nor is it even "What is most useful to humanity?" But-transcending both these limited aims-what function must this life fulfill in the great and secret economy of God?

The mystic cannot wholly do without symbol and image, inadequate to his vision though they must always be: for his experience must be expressed if it is to be communicated, and its actuality is inexpressible except in some hint or parallel which will stimulate the dormant intuition of the reader.