You have given me Your love, filling the world with Your gifts.
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth
The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever.
You can't cross a sea by merely staring into the water.
Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.
The progress of our soul is like a perfect poem. It has an infinite idea which, once realised, makes all movements full of meaning and joy.