Love, And He Will Draw Near; Love,

What Then Is Time? If No One Asks Me, I Know What It Is. If I Wish To Explain It To Him Who Asks, I Do Not Know.

The Dove Loves When It Quarrels; The Wolf Hates When It Flatters.

You Are My Lord, Because You Have No Need Of My Goodness.

The Flesh Does Not By Its Own Virtue Purify, But Is Purified By Virtue Of The Word By Which It Was Assumed, When 'the Word Became Flesh And Dwelt Among Us' (jn. 1:14).

To Withhold Forgiveness Is To Take Poison And Expect The Unforgiven To Die.