“All the powers of soul and body, memory, understanding, and will, interior and exterior senses, the desires of spirit and of sense, all workin and by love.”

My spirit has become dry because it forgets to feed on You.

It is great wisdom to know how to be silent and to look at neither the remarks, nor the deeds, nor the lives of others.

Silence is God’s first language.

In the inner stillness where meditation leads, the Spirit secretly anoints the soul and heals our deepest wounds.

When there is no love, pour in love and you shall draw out love.

Faith is a dark night for man, but in this very way it gives him light.

God is a dark night to man in this life.

If it were given to a man to see virtue’s reward in the next world, he would occupy his intellect, memory and will in nothing but good works, careless of danger or fatigue.

Live as though only God and yourself were in this world, so that your heart may not be detained by anything human.

A Christian should always remember that the value of his good works is not based on their number and excellence, but on the love of God which prompts him to do these things.

Have a great love for those who contradict and fail to love you, for in this way love is begotten in a heart that has no love.

Strive always to confess your sins with a deep knowledge of your own wretchedness and with clarity and purity.

The purest suffering bears and carries in its train the purest understanding.

In sorrow and suffering, go straight to God with confidence, and you will be strengthened, enlightened and instructed.

In the dark night of the soul, bright flows the river of God.

Desolation is a file, and the endurance of darkness is preparation for great light.

As long as the heart beats, as long as body and soul keep together, I cannot admit that any creature endowed with a will has need to despair of life.

I want nothing to do with politicians. Their hearts wither away, and die out of their bodies. Their consciences are turned to india-rubber, or to some substance as black as that, and which will stretch as much.

Government is not a trade which any man or body of men has a right to set up and exercise for his own emolument, but is altogether a trust, in right of those by whom that trust is delegated, and by whom it is always resumable. It has of itself no rights; they are altogether duties.

Her delicate breasts shake his enormous apparatus in elaborate worship.

Air you breathe is bad for your lungs so you’ve got to careful and don’t overdue any bad air. Too much pot, too much anything is not good. Your lung is a piece of flesh, a piece of bone. You can injure it.

If we have power, we’ll never give it up again unless we’re carried out of our offices as corpses.

She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’ but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.

Man hath his daily work of body or mind Appointed.