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

Christian history looks glorious in retrospect; but it is made up of constant hard choices and unattractive tasks, accepted under the pressure of the Will of God.

Saints are the great teachers of the loving-kindness and fascination with God.

All artists are of necessity in some measure contemplative.

The mystic lives and looks; and speaks the disconcerting language of first-hand experience.

If by losing the spirit of prayer, you mean losing the heavenly sensations of deep devotion, I am afraid that does not matter a scrap.

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?