O love-why can't you leave me alone? Which is a rhetorical question meaning: for heaven's sake, don't.

Imagination has the creative task of making symbols, joining things together in such a way that they throw new light on each other and on everything around them. The imagination is a discovering faculty, a faculty for seeing relationships, for seeing meanings that are special and even quite new.

Saints are what they are not because their sanctity makes them admirable to others, but because the gift of sainthood makes it possible for them to admire everyone else.

God Himself begins to live in me not only as my Creator but as my other and true self.

Today will never come again.

The desire to kill is like the desire to attack another with an ingot of red -hot iron: I have to pick up the incandescent metal and burn my own hand while burning the other. Hate itself is the seed of death in my own heart, while it seeks the death of the other.

When you reread your journal you find out that your newest discovery is something you already found out five years ago.