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.

Languages are jealous sovereigns, and passports are rarely allowed for travellers to cross their strictly guarded borders.

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

By touching you may kill, by keeping away you may possess.

The touch of an infinite mystery passes over the trivial and the familiar, making it break out into ineffable music... The trees, the stars, and the blue hills ache with a meaning which can never be uttered in words.

To be constantly changing one's plans isn't decision at all-it's indecision.

The speech of my heart will be carried on in murmurings of a song.