Hurry Ruins Saints As Well As Artists.

You Are Certainly One Of The Joys Of Life For All Who Have Ever Come Within A Mile Of You.

We Become Contemplatives When God Discovers Himself In Us.

There Should Be At Least A Room Or Some Corner Where No One Will Find You And Disturb You Or Notice You.

I Cannot Make The Universe Obey Me. I Cannot Make Other People Conform To My Own Whims And Fancies. I Cannot Make Even My Own Body Obey Me.

Love Is Free; It Does Not Depend On The Desirability Of Its Object, But Loves For Love's Sake.