Every moment I shape my destiny with a chisel - I am the carpenter of my own soul.

Knowing that conscious decisions and personal memory are much too small a place to live, every human being streams at night into the loving nowhere, or during the day, in some absorbing work.

Do not worry if all the candles in the world flicker and die. We have the spark that starts the fire.

You believe God is not there, but He is, Hidden in the secret of the divine mystery

I should sell my tongue and buy a thousand ears when that One steps near and begins to speak.

On this path let the heart be your guide.

I have come to drag you out of yourself and take you into my heart. I have come to bring out the beauty you never knew you had, and lift you like a prayer to the sky.