Just as a mirror, which reflects all things, is set in its own container, so too the rational soul is placed in the fragile container of the body. In this way, the body is governed in its earthly life by the soul, and the soul contemplates heavenly things through faith.

You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.

If one intends to make beer from oats, it is prepared with hops.

The Word is living, being, spirit, all verdant greening, all creativity. This Word manifests itself in every creature.

When the words come, they are merely empty shells without the music. They live as they are sung, for the words are the body and the music the spirit.

We cannot live in a world that is not our own, in a world that is interpreted for us by others. An interpreted world is not a home. Part of the terror is to take back our own listening, to use our own voice, to see our own light.

Divinity is in its omniscience and omnipotence like a wheel, a circle, a whole, that can neither be understood, nor divided, nor begun nor ended.