Blessed be childhood, which brings down something of heaven into the midst of our rough earthliness.

Our dependence outweighs our independence, for we are independent only in our desire, while we are dependent on our health, on nature, on society, on everything in us and outside us.

A musical theme once exhausted, finds its due refuge and repose in silence.

The more a man loves, the more he suffers. The sum of possible grief for each soul is in proportion to its degree of perfection.

Life is short and we have never too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are travelling the dark journey with us. Oh be swift to love, make haste to be kind.

Happiness has no limits, because God has neither bottom nor bounds, and because happiness is nothing but the conquest of God through love.

When everything is in its right place within us, we ourselves are in balance with the whole work of God.