I have given no definition of love. This is impossible, because there is no higher principle by which it could be defined. It is life itself in its actual unity. The forms and structures in which love embodies itself are the forms and structures in which love overcomes its self-destructive forces.

Loneliness can be conquered only by those who can bear solitude.

Grace strikes us when we are in great pain and restlessness.

For love ... is the blood of life, the power of reunion in the separated.

Spirit is the presence of what concerns us ultimately, the ground of our being and meaning.

Cruelty towards others is always also cruelty towards ourselves.

There is no condition for forgiveness.