...one interior life in which all beings live with God, themselves are God, existing in the mighty whole, indistinguishable as the cloudless east is from the cloudless west, when all the hemisphere is one cerulean blue.

For nature then to me was all in all.

Neither evil tongues, rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all the dreary intercourse of daily life, shall ever prevail against us.

A deep distress has humanised my soul.

Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.

Faith is, necessary to explain anything, and to reconcile the foreknowledge of God with human evil.

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.