“Let us remember that within us there is a palace of immense magnificence.”

We may speak of love and humility as the true flowers of spiritual growth; and they give off a wonderful scent, which benefits all those who come near.

If Christ Jesus dwells in a man as his friend and noble leader, that man can endure all things, for Christ helps and strengthens us and never abandons us. He is a true friend.

Be kind to all and severe to thyself.

Strive to close the eyes of the body and open those of the soul and look into your own heart.

Life is a night spent in an uncomfortable inn.

Christ has no body now but mine. He prays in me, works in me, looks through my eyes, speaks through my words, works through my hands, walks with my feet and loves with my heart.

There seem to me a great many blessings which come from true poverty and I should be sorry to be deprived of them.

Each of us has a soul, but we forget to value it. We don’t remember that we are creatures made in the image of God. We don’t understand the great secrets hidden inside of us.

Let nothing disturb thee, let nothing affright thee. All things are passing. Patience obtains all things. He who has God has everything – God alone suffices.

If you fall sometimes, you must not be discouraged.

What a great favor God does to those He places in the company of good people!

Do not think you have gained a virtue unless you have first been tried by its opposite.

Blessed be He, Who came into the world for no other purpose than to suffer.

Teach by works more than words.

The life of the spirit is not our life, but the life of God within us.

Never affirm anything unless you are sure it is true.

Writing anything, it sorta starts the way you’d build a castle at the beach. You’re just taking your hands and you’re mounting up sand.

Writers build castles in the air, the reader lives inside, and the publisher inns the rent.

Books were my window on the world. Growing up at the Elephant and Castle, which was very rough, my paradise was the library.

I thought of the soul as resembling a castle, formed of a single diamond or a very transparent crystal, and containing many rooms, just as in Heaven there are many mansions.

The only castle you were ever meant to live in, my child, is the one that’s always existed in your soul.

air castles are often within our grasp late in life, but then they charm not.

There are castles everywhere filled to the brim with stories swallowed by the wind and long forgotten.

The Seventh Sense – Women who build nations learn to love men who build nations learn to love children building sand castles by the rising sea.