The soul is made of love and must ever strive to return to love. Therefore, it can never find rest nor happiness in other things. It must lose itself in love. By its very nature it must seek God, who is love.
Mechthild of MagdeburgThose who would know much, and love little, will ever remain at but the beginning of a godly life.
Mechthild of MagdeburgOne day I saw with the eyes of my eternity in bliss and without effort, a stone. It tasted sweet, like heavenly herbs.
Mechthild of MagdeburgPrayer is naught else but a yearning of soul ... it draws down the great God into the little heart; it drives the hungry soul up to the plenitude of God; it brings together these two lovers, God and the soul, in a wondrous place where they speak much of love.
Mechthild of MagdeburgThat prayer has great power which a person makes with all his might. It makes a sour heart sweet, a sad heart merry, a poor heart rich, a foolish heart wise, a timid heart brave, a sick heart well, a blind heart full of sight, a cold heart ardent. It draws down the great God into the little heart; it drives the hungry soul up into the fullness of God; it brings together two lovers, God and the soul, in a wondrous place where they speak much of love.
Mechthild of Magdeburg