The fullness of Joy is to behold God in everything.

He that is highest and worthiest was most fully made-nought and most utterly despised.

When I was thirty years old and a half, God sent me a bodily sickness, in which I lay three days and three nights; and on the fourth night I took all my rites of Holy Church, and weened not to have lived till day.

Our life is all grounded and rooted in love, and without love we may not live.

We give our intent to love and meekness, by the working of mercy and grace we are made all fair and clean.

Until I am essentially united with God, I can never have full rest or real happiness.

Be a Gardener. Dig a ditch. Toil and sweat. And turn the earth upside down. And seek the deepness. And water plants in time. Continue this labor. And make sweet floods to run, and noble and abundant fruits to spring. Take this food and drink, and carry it to God as your true worship.