Compassion is nothing one feels with the intellect alone. Compassion is particular; it is never general.
Wherever she was, holy laughter was present to heal and redeem.
We look not at the things which are what you would call seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporal. But the things that are not seen are eternal.
I do not know everything; still many things I understand.
We cannot always cry at the right time and who is to say which time is right?
Nothing important is completely explicable.