This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.

He alone may chastise who loves.

The past is always with us, for nothing that once was time can ever depart.

Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark. In effect, the people who change our lives the most begin to sing to us while we are still in darkness. If we listen to their song, we will see the dawning of a new part of ourselves.

Whatever character our theology may ascribe to him, in reality God is the infinite ideal of Man, towards whom men move in their collective growth, with whom they seek their union of love as individuals, in whom they find their ideal of father, friend and beloved.

Let my love like sunlight surround you and yet give you illumined freedom.