Only The Hand That Erases Can Write

We Are Celebrating The Feast Of The Eternal Birth Which God The Father Has Borne And Never Ceases To Bear In All Eternity... But If It Takes Not Place In Me, What Avails It? Everything Lies In This, That It Should Take Place In Me.

There Is No Stopping Place In This Life--nor Is There Ever One For Any Person, No Matter How Far Along The Way One's Gone.

For A Heart To Be Perfectly Ready It Has To Be Perfectly Empty. In This Condition It Has Attained Its Maximum Capacity.

The Love By Which We Love God Is The Very Same Love With Which God Has First Loved Us.

The Soul Does Not Grow By Addition But By Subtraction.