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

There is the music of Heaven in all things.

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

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.

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.

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.

You have this one life. How do you wanna spend it? Apologizing? Regretting? Questioning? Hating yourself? Dieting? Running after people who don’t see you? Be brave. Believe in yourself. Do what feels good. Take risks. You have this one life. Make yourself proud.

Asking for help is one of the bravest things you can do.

Being heart broken is a sign of strength, it shows you were brave enough to love in the first place.

Fear is not a part of my vocabulary, actually, and I think that it’s really made me a much smarter, braver for sure, person.

You are brave, even though you are stitching the deep rips of your soul.

I’ve been able to find a lot of what I’ve not had before: freedom, bravery, fearlessness. It’s empowering to find those things.

The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.

She’s never seemed fragile, or weak. No. Never. Not to me. Her strength, is viking. Her bravery. Her wild. And at night, Helena, she sleeps. With the wolves lovingly at her feet.