Wonderful Is The Depth Of Thy Words,

For What Is The Self-complacent Man But A Slave To His Own Self-praise.

You Don't Love In Your Enemies What They Are, But What You Would Have Them Become By Your Prayers.

Late Have I Loved You, O Beauty Ever Ancient, Ever New. Late Have I Loved You. You Have Called To Me, And Have Called Out, And Have Shattered My Deafness. You Have Blazed Forth With Light And Have Put My Blindness To Flight! You Have Sent Forth Fragrance, And I Have Drawn In My Breath, And I Pant After You. I Have Tasted You, And I Hunger And Thirst After You. You Have Touched Me, And I Have Burned For Your Peace.

There Is No Possible Source Of Evil Except Good.

God Loves Each Of Us As If There Were Only One Of Us.