The birth and death of leaves is part of that greater cycle that moves among the stars.

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.

This is the ultimate end of man, to find the One which is in him; which is his truth, which is his soul; the key with which he opens the gate of the spiritual life, the heavenly kingdom.

Man discovers his own wealth when God comes to ask gifts of him.

Pessimism is a form of mental dipsomania; it disdains healthy nourishment, indulges in the strong drink of denunciation, and creates an artificial dejection which thirsts for a stronger draught.

In the mountain, stillness surges up to explore its own height In the lake, movement stands still to contemplate its own depth.

If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits for my love.