Not alone is the child born through the mother, but the mother also is born through the child.

Symbols are the language of something invisible spoken in the visible world.

Not alone is the child born through the mother, but the mother also is born through the child.

The louder our world today is, the deeper God seems to remain in silence. Silence is the language of eternity; noise passes.

The point of departure for my creation was not primarily the destiny of the sixteen Carmelites of Compiègne but the figure of the young Blanche. In a historic sense she never lived, but she received the breath of life from my internal spirit, and she cannot be detached from the origin, which is hers. Born in the profound horror of a time darkened by the signs of destiny, this figure arose before me in some way as the embodiment of the mortal agony of an era going totally to its ruin.