My children, mark me. I pray you. Know! God loves my soul so much that his very life and being depend upon his loving me, whether he would or no. To stop God loving me would be to rob him of his Godhood; for God is love no less than he is truth; as he is good, so is he love as well. It is the absolute truth, as God lives... If anyone would ask me what God is, I should answer: God is love, and so altogether lovely that creatures all with one accord essay to love his loveliness, whether they do so knowingly or unbeknownst, in joy or sorrow.

For then I knew my soul - every soul - has always held Him.

The outward work can never be small if the inward one is great, and the outward work can never be great or good if the inward is small or of little worth.

I maintain that all sorrow comes from love of those things of which loss deprives me.

As long as I am this or that, I am not all things.

God is like a person who clears his throat while hiding and so gives himself away. God lies in wait for us with nothing so much as love.

I do not find God outside myself or conceive him except as my own and in me.