A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.

There is something to be said for anyone who sits alone with dignity and silently begs for God.

Don’t knock on any random door like a beggar. Reach your long hand out to another door, beyond where you go on the street, the street where everyone says, "How are you?" and no one says How aren’t you?

Those who are pure in heart achieve God-consciousness; they are truly and actually aware of God at the center of their being (their heart). These sanctified individuals are said to be Possessors of the Heart.

A divine dance appears in the soul and the body at the time of peace and union.Anyone can learn the dance, just listen to the music.

The mirror of the heart must be clear, so you can discern the ugly from the beautiful.

Let's ask God to help us to self-control for one who lacks it, lacks his grace.