“Just as a mirror, which reflects all things, is set in its own container, so too the rational soul is placed in the fragile container of the body. In this way, the body is governed in its earthly life by the soul, and the soul contemplates heavenly things through faith.”

There is the music of Heaven in all things.

If one intends to make beer from oats, it is prepared with hops.

Every element has a sound, an original sound from the order of God; all those sounds unite like the harmony from harps and zithers.

The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions. With interior yearning, grace and blessing are bestowed. It is a yearning to take on God’s gentle yoke, It is a yearning to give one’s self to God’s Way.

Our souls should be like a transparent crystal through which God can be perceived.

When the words come, they are merely empty shells without the music. They live as they are sung, for the words are the body and the music the spirit.

Dare to declare who you are. It is not far from the shores of silence to the boundaries of speech. The path is not long, but the way is deep. You must not only walk there, you must be prepared to leap.

Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.

O, You who are ever giving life to all life, moving all creatures, root of all things, washing them clean, wiping out their mistakes, healing their wounds, You are our true life, luminous, wonderful, awakening the heart from its ancient sleep.

The truly holy person welcomes all that is earthly.

The fire has its flame and praises God. The wind blows the flame and praises God. In the voice we hear the word which praises God. And the word, when heard, praises God. So all of creation is a song of praise to God.

Even in a world that’s being shipwrecked, remain brave and strong.

Because a woman brought death a bright Maiden overcame it, and so the highest blessing in all of creation lies in the form of a woman, since God has become man in a sweet and blessed Virgin.

The word stands for the body, but the symphony stands for the spirit.

All living creatures are sparks from the radiation of God’s brilliance, emerging from God like the rays of the sun.

What I do not see I do not know. I see, hear and know simultaneously and learn what I know as if in a moment.

I propose to distinguish these bodies by calling those anions which go to the anode of the decomposing body; and those passing to the cathode, cations; and when I have occasion to speak of these together, I shall call them ions.

You touch me and my bones tremble.

I fought, I fought harder, but one cell at a time, panic crept into my body, taking me over.

I wanted to get really fit. I wanted to lose some weight. So I’ve been doing Pilates and yoga, trying to lean out my body so I won’t be bulky.

The body is but a vessel to carry the soul. A container ship to protect it as it passes through this world.

If your thighs touch, don’t be scared. They are just kissing; it’s a love affair.

I was built this way for a reason, so I’m going to use it.

Your flesh is like the ocean. Let it wave, rise, ripple, and soar in all its glorious commotion.