“The greatest honor we can give Almighty God is to live gladly because of the knowledge of his love.”

Everything has being through the love of God.

Our Lord God shewed that a deed shall be done, and Himself shall do it, and I shall do nothing but sin, and my sin shall not hinder His Goodness working.

Until I am essentially united with God, I can never have full rest or real happiness.

The fullness of Joy is to behold God in everything.

That love of God is hard and marvelous. It cannot and will not be broken because of our sins.

God willeth that we endlessly hate the sin and endlessly love the soul, as God loveth it.

God loved us before he made us; and his love has never diminished and never shall.

But for I am a woman should I therefore live that I should not tell you the goodness of God?

God, of thy goodness, give me Thyself; for Thou art enough for me, and I can ask for nothing less that can be full honor to Thee. And if I ask anything that is less, ever Shall I be in want, for only in Thee have I all.

Between God and the soul there is no between.

That which is impossible to thee is not impossible to me: I shall save my word in all things and I shall make all things well.

Our life is all grounded and rooted in love, and without love we may not live.

Prayer is a new, gracious, lasting will of the soul united and fast-bound to the will of God by the precious and mysterious working of the Holy Ghost.

Pray inwardly, even if you do not enjoy it. It does good, though you feel nothing. Yes, even though you think you are doing nothing.

Here saw I a great oneing betwixt Christ and us, to mine understanding: for when He was in pain, we were in pain.

If any such lover be in earth which is continually kept from falling, I know it not: for it was not shewed me. But this was shewed: that in falling and in rising we are ever preciously kept in one Love.

Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

When God forgave me, I figured I’d better do it too.

To be a socialist is to submit the I to the thou; socialism is sacrificing the individual to the whole.

God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.

I always thought when I got older that God would sort of come into my life in some way. He didn’t. I don’t blame him. If I was him I’d have the same opinion about me that he does.

Inside the walls of a prison my body may be, but my Lord has set my soul free.

I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.

One shouldn’t be too inquisitive in life Either about God’s secrets or one’s wife.