Every morning, I shall concern myself anew about the boundary, Between the love-deed-Yes and the power-deed-No, And pressing forward honor reality. We cannot avoid, Using power, Cannot escape the compulsion, To afflict the world, So let us, cautious in diction, And mighty in contradiction, Love powerfully.

We can be redeemed only to the extent to which we see ourselves.

Everything is full of sacramental substance, everything. Each thing and each function is ever ready to light up into a sacrament.

What is it that is eternal: the primal phenomenon, present in the here and now, of what we call revelation? It is man's emerging from the moment of the supreme encounter, being no longer the same as he was when entering into it.

And if there were a devil it would not be one who decided against God, but one who, in eternity, came to no decision.

Creation is not a hurdle on the road to God, it is the road itself.

He who loves brings God and the World together.