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

The earth should not be injured. The earth should not be destroyed. As often as the elements, the elements of the world are violated by ill treatment, so God will cleanse them thru the sufferings, thru the hardships of mankind.

All of creation is a song of praise to God.

I welcome all creatures of the world with grace.

Humanity finds itself in the midst of the world. In the midst of all other creatures humanity is the most significant and yet the most dependent upon the others.

You are the mountain and the valley.

Be not lax in celebrating. Be not lazy in the festive service of God. Be ablaze with enthusiasm. Let us be an alive, burning offering before the altar of God.

I, God, am in your midst. Whoever knows me can never fall. Not in the heights, nor in the depths, nor in the breadths. For I am love, which the vast expanses of evil can never still.

A person who lacks the verdancy of justice is dry, totally without tender goodness, totally without illuminating virtue.

A human being is a vessel that God has built for himself and filled with his inspiration so that his works are perfected in it.

With nature’s help, humankind can set into creation all that is necessary and life sustaining.

The earth which sustains humanity must not be injured. It must not be destroyed!

The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions.

We shall awaken from our dullness and rise vigorously toward justice. If we fall in love with creation deeper and deeper, we will respond to its endangerment with passion.

Humanity, take a good look at yourself. Inside, you’ve got heaven and earth, and all of creation. You’re a world – everything is hidden in you.

Love abounds in all things, excels from the depths to beyond the stars, is lovingly disposed to all things. She has given the king on high the kiss of peace.

Sometimes when we hear a song we breathe deeply and sigh. This reminds the prophet that the soul arises from heavenly harmony. In thinking about this, he was aware that the soul itself has something in itself of this music.

Scan not a friend with a microscopic glass, you know his faults, now let the foibles pass.

You shouldn’t throw stones if you live in a glass house and if you got a glass jaw, you should watch yo mouth: cause I’ll break yo face.

You loved me in a glasshouse.

Who indeed, after pulling off the coloured glasses of prejudice and thrusting out of sight his pet projects, can help seeing the folly of these endeavours to protect men against themselves? A sad population of imbeciles would our schemers fill the world with, could their plans last.

Glass can shatter, yet still be created into nothing short of art. And so can you.

Broken glass taught me there is something so beautiful in shattering.

Broken glass taught me there is something so beautiful in shattering.

Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness.