When we understand the outside of things, we think we have them. Yet the Lord puts his things in subdefined, suggestive shapes, yielding no satisfactory meaning to the mere intellect, but unfolding themselves to the conscience and heart.

For that great Love speaks in the most wretched and dirty hearts; only the tone of its voice depends on the echoes of the place in which it sounds.

There is an aching that is worse than any pain.

I do not myself believe there is any misfortune. What men call such is merely the shadowside of a good.

There are women who fly their falcons at any game, little birds and all.

You doubt because you love truth.

Friends, if we be honest with ourselves, we shall be honest with each other.