Life Is This Simple: We Are Living

There Is In All Visible Things An Invisible Fecundity, A Dimmed Light, A Meek Namelessness, A Hidden Wholeness. This Mysterious Unity And Integrity Is Wisdom, The Mother Of Us All, "natura Naturans." There Is In All Things An Inexhaustible Sweetness And Purity, A Silence That Is A Fountain Of Action And Joy. It Rises Up In Wordless Gentleness, And Flows Out To Me From The Unseen Roots Of All Created Being.

Finally I Am Coming To The Conclusion That My Highest Ambition Is To Be What I Already I Am.

Hurry Ruins Saints As Well As Artists.

What Can We Gain By Sailing To The Moon If We Cannot Cross The Abyss That Separates Us From Ourselves?

Actions Are The Doors And Windows Of Being. Unless We Act, We Have No Way Of Knowing What We Are.