If we really want to pray we must first learn to listen, for in the silence of the heart God speaks.

Not the intense moment Isolated, with no before and after, But a lifetime burning in every moment.

If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.

Hell is oneself, hell is alone, the other figures in it merely projections. There is nothing to escape from and nothing to escape to. One is always alone.

Who is the third who walks always beside you? When I count, there are only you and I together But when I look ahead up the white road There is always another one walking beside you Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded I do not know whether a man or a woman -But who is that on the other side of you?

All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance.

And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you I will show you fear in a handful of dust