Take your well-disciplined strengths, stretch them between the two great opposing poles, because inside human beings is where God learns.

You must think that something is happening upon you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall.

Shattered people are best represented by bits and pieces.

God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You, sent out beyond your recall, go to the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like a flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand.

Since I've learned to be silent, everything has come so much closer to me.

The most visible joy can only reveal itself to us when we've transformed it, within.

Who speaks of conquering? To endure is everything.