In your nature, eternal Godhead, I shall come to know my nature. And what is my nature? It is fire, because you are nothing but a fire of love. And you have given humankind a share in this nature, for by the fire of love you created us.

Ponder the fact that God has made you a gardener, to root out vice and plant virtue.

Whoever loves himself or the world inordinately becomes incompatible with himself.

Make two homes for thyself, my daughter. One actual home . . . and the other a spiritual home which thou are to carry with thee always.

We've had enough of exhortations to be silent! Cry out with a hundred thousand tongues. I see that the world is rotten because of silence.

He will provide the way and the means, such as you could never have imagined. Leave it all to Him, let go of yourself, lose yourself on the Cross, and you will find yourself entirely.

It is only through shadows that one comes to know the light.