Usually, the main problem with life conundrums is that we don't bring to them enough imagination

The ordinary acts we practice every day at home are of more importance to the soul than their simplicity might suggest.

How many times do we lose an occasion for soul work by leaping ahead to final solutions without pausing to savor the undertones? We are a radically bottom-line society, eager to act and to end tension, and thus we lose opportunities to know ourselves for our motives and our secrets.

It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed.

Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam.