“And thus communicates, without loss to itself, its superabundant water. In the Church at the present day, we have many canals, few reservoirs.”

Believe one who has tried, you shall find a fuller satisfaction in the woods than in the books. The trees and the rocks will teach you that which you cannot hear from the masters.

Vines and trees will teach you that which you will never learn from masters.

Inordinate love for the flesh is cruelty, because under the appearance of pleasing the body, we kill the soul.

Learn first to love yourself, and then you can love me.

God will become visible as God’s image is reborn in you.

Love me, love my dog.

For I have learnt for a fact that nothing so effectively obtains, retains and regains grace, as that we should always be found not high-minded before God, but filled with holy fear.

Therefore gird yourselves manfully and take up joyful arms for the name of God.

If anyone makes himself his own master in the spiritual life, he makes himself scholar to a fool.

He won me over entirely by giving Himself entirely to me.

Prayer is a virtue that prevaileth against all temptations.

Pride causes us to use our gifts as though they came from ourselves, not benefits received from God, and to usurp our benefactor’s glory.

Let us then cast ourselves at the feet of this good Mother, and embracing them let us not depart until she blesses us, and accepts us for her children.

We find rest in those we love, and we provide a resting place in ourselves for those who love us.

Persecution shows who is a hireling, and who a true pastor.

The more I contemplate God, the more God looks on me. The more I pray to him, the more he thinks of me too.

The ones that are running rampant within our churches largely go unaddressed.

Whether [new Protestant church movements] place their emphasis on new worship styles.

You plant the gospel. You don’t plant churches.

It’s not so much that the church has a mission, it’s that the mission of God has a church.

The [book of the bible] Song Of Songs is an amazing erotic love poem that the church has tried very hard not to notice.

Think of mission like the paddles of a defibrillator applied to the chest of a dying church.

But the standard churchy spirituality doesn’t require any real action, courage, or sacrifice from its attendees.

Currently, young Christians reach adulthood bored with church experience, and with little or no sense of their calling as missionaries.