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

Prayer unites the soul to God.

We are kept all as securely in Love in woe as in weal, by the Goodness of God.

As truly as God is our Father, so truly God is our Mother.

Lord Jesus, I have heard you say: ‘Sin is necessary but all will be well, and all will be well, and every kind of thing will be well’.

The Enemy is overcome by the blessed Passion and Death of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Peace and love are ever in us, being and working; but we be not alway in peace and in love.

But Jesus, who in this Vision informed me of all that is necessary for me, answered and said: It was necessary that there should be sin; but all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.

The goodness of God is the highest object of prayer and it reaches down to our lowest need.

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?

Nothing profits more than self-esteem, grounded on what is just and right.

If ever the fall is the ground, someone tell her I’m this close to soil, and I can feel it!

Just like a flower, we blossom and transform with the proper sunlight, a balanced amount of water, enough fresh air and when we are firmly planted in the ground.

Let’s stick something in the ground and not pretend that it’s perfect.

Shit on the ground pretty much sums it up.

City light appears as stars on the ground, but creates an illusion, of an ideal city that never existed, hides the dark & dusty secrets.

And remember love. In order to plant seeds in the ground, you have to break the earth.

He lit my soul like a wildfire and it burned me to the ground.