“Whoever does not seek the cross of Christ doesn’t seek the glory of Christ.”

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.

Desolation is a file, and the endurance of darkness is preparation for great light.

If you do not learn to deny yourself, you can make no progress in perfection.

Glory crowns the deeds of those who expose themselves to toils and dangers.

In the midst of all dwells the Sun. For who could set this luminary in another or better place in this most glorious temple, than whence he can at one and the same time brighten the whole

Toil and risk are the price of glory, but it is a lovely thing to live with courage and die leaving an everlasting fame.

Dreams of our last night together left a tingling feeling like a splinter in my skin. I couldn’t grasp it, but the glorious pain sat brewing into my bones.

Will you seize the day or waste it away? The finitude of time always on the mind. Will you see your future glory, or will you still remain blind?

Turn words and thoughts into finished works. Chase greatness, not the temporary fix. Believe in your glory, always. Some days will be great, some days amiss.

Although you stood before me in all your tangible glory, your love evaporated like an illusion melting in my hands.

The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding go out to meet it.