There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most.
For after all we make our faces as we go along.
I am not ready to die, / But I am learning to trust death / As I have trusted life.
Light is snow sifted / To an abstraction.
The body is a universe in itself and must be held as sacred as anything in creation....It is dangerous to forget the body as sacramental.
Miracles cannot be explained, that is their miraculous nature.