Be, in this immensity of night, the magic force at your sense's crossroad.

May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.

Why don't you conceive of God as an ally who is coming, who has been approaching since time began, the one who will someday arrive, the fruit of a tree whose leaves we are? Why not project his birth into the future, and live your life as an excruciating and lyrical moment in the history of a prodigious pregnancy?

In the difficult are the friendly forces, the hands that work on us.

Do not allow yourself to be misled by the surfaces of things

This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.

I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.