Beauty being the best of all we know sums up the unsearchable and secret aims of nature.

I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden in rainbow clouds.

When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town.

Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly I well know whither, And rest I well know where.

When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master.

So sweet love seemed that April morn, when first we kissed beside the thorn, so strangely sweet, it was not strange we thought that love could never change.

And whiter grows the foam, The small moon lightens more; And as I turn me home, My shadow walks before.

But I can tell - let truth be told - That love will change in growing old; Though day by day is nought to see, So delicate his motions be.

All things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God and if we knew how to touch them give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.

Beauty, the eternal Spouse of the Wisdom of God and Angel of his Presence thru' all creation.

O soul, be patient: thou shalt find A little matter mend all this; Some strain of music to thy mind, Some praise for skill not spent amiss.

Feminism is hated because women are hated. Anti-feminism is a direct expression of misogyny

In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don't.

God works as long as His people live daringly; He ceases when they no longer need His aid.

Holding on to painful images of the past in order to avoid painful experiences in the future serves only to color the present with pain.

I think you can get to a point where nihilism, if that's the right word, is overwhelming, and the basic laws that society has set up - either religious or social laws - become meaningless.

The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.

You see, I have no real complaints of how you've left your past behind I guess what gets me worried is you've erased him from your mind.

What we refer to as yoga is just a technology to make your energies function by choice, not by compulsion.

It wasn't until after private lessons and learning bass lines that I even noticed bass in the music I was listening to at that age. My ears were blown wide open.

Misses! the tale that I relate This lesson seems to carry-- Choose not alone a proper mate, But proper time to marry.