“My spirit has become dry because it forgets to feed on You.”

He who loves is not ashamed before men of what he does for God, neither does he hide it through shame though the whole world should condemn it.

It is great wisdom to know how to be silent and to look at neither the remarks, nor the deeds, nor the lives of others.

Silence is God’s first language.

In the inner stillness where meditation leads, the Spirit secretly anoints the soul and heals our deepest wounds.

All the powers of soul and body, memory, understanding, and will, interior and exterior senses, the desires of spirit and of sense, all workin and by love.

When there is no love, pour in love and you shall draw out love.

Faith is a dark night for man, but in this very way it gives him light.

God is a dark night to man in this life.

If it were given to a man to see virtue’s reward in the next world, he would occupy his intellect, memory and will in nothing but good works, careless of danger or fatigue.

Live as though only God and yourself were in this world, so that your heart may not be detained by anything human.

A Christian should always remember that the value of his good works is not based on their number and excellence, but on the love of God which prompts him to do these things.

Have a great love for those who contradict and fail to love you, for in this way love is begotten in a heart that has no love.

Strive always to confess your sins with a deep knowledge of your own wretchedness and with clarity and purity.

The purest suffering bears and carries in its train the purest understanding.

In sorrow and suffering, go straight to God with confidence, and you will be strengthened, enlightened and instructed.

In the dark night of the soul, bright flows the river of God.

Skepticism turns to cynicism, which leads to apathy and despair, which can cause sleeplessness, dry-mouth, and loss of sex drive?

I might think they use a little bit too much oil; some people might think it’s a little dry. But the problem with al Qaeda is they want to kill us.

We’re all getting too smart. Our brains are just getting bigger and bigger, and the world dries up and dies when there’s too much thought and not enough heart.

When I did the first edit of Les plages, it was very dry and very square in a way. I was just saying the minimum. I said, Well, if this is the minimum, I don’t make it. So I tried to make it more refined.

When the desire ain’t on me I don’t need help. When it is on me I don’t want any. See? Like the old fellah that never mended his roof. Said on a wet day he couldn’t do it and on a dry day it was as good as anybody’s.

You are the sand that doesn’t stick when I am dry and sad.

As a man of faith, God doesn’t bring you to things that you can’t get through. He doesn’t put you in a spot and then leave you out to dry.

My original appearance disappears just like tears disappear when falling from the eyes. Dried and then lost.