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

All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.

Let us, cautious in diction, And mighty in contradiction, Love powerfully.

If we had the power over the ends of the earth, it would not give us that fulfillment of existence which a quiet devoted relationship to nearby life can give us.

God wants man to fulfill his commands as a human being and with the quality peculiar to human beings.

But it can also happen, if will and grace are joined, that as I contemplate the tree I am drawn into a relation, and the tree ceases to be an It. . . . Does the tree then have consciousness, similar to our own? I have no experience of that. But thinking that you have brought this off in your own case, must you again divide the indivisible? What I encounter is neither the soul of a tree nor a dryad, but the tree itself.

To look away from the world, or to stare at it, does not help a man to reach God; but he who sees the world in Him stands in His presence.