Nothing can have as its destination anything other than its origin. The contrary idea, the idea of progress, is poison.

Grace fills empty spaces, but it can only enter where there is a void to receive it, and it is grace itself which makes this void.

Two prisoners whose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on the wall. The wall is the thing which separates them but is also their means of communication. It is the same with us and God. Every separation is a link.

Of two men who have no experience of God, he who denies him is perhaps nearer to him than the other.

The entire universe is nothing but a great metaphor.

Compassion directed to oneself is humility.

Every sin is an attempt to fly from emptiness.