I had a second birth when my soul and my body loved one another and were married.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness

Even while the Earth sleeps we travel.

Am I a harp that the hand of the mighty may touch me, or a flute that his breath may pass through me? A seeker of silences am I, and what treasure have I found in silences that I may dispense with confidence?

And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man's ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.

Take then this Book, look into it, and show me when Jesus was not forgiving. Read this diving tragedy and tell me where He speaks without mercy and compassion. You visit not the sick and the imprisoned; nor do you feed the hungry or give refuge to the stranger or comfort to the mourner.

To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to.