Lord, I shall see you no more with the eyes of the flesh.

He who loses an opportunity is like the man who lets a bird fly from his hand, for he will never recover it.

Where there is no love, pour love in, and you will draw love out.

Silence is God's first language.

The soul that journey's to God, but doesn't shake off it's cares and quiet it's appetities, is like someone who drags a cart of dirt uphill.

In the inner stillness where meditation leads, the Spirit secretly anoints the soul and heals our deepest wounds.

However high be your endeavors, unless you renounce and subjugate your own will - unless you forget yourself and all that pertains to yourself - not one step will you advance on the road to perfection.