The love for material things grows like a fungus in the soul and destroys the loveliness of the human heart utterly.

The sense of the joy in anything is the sense of Christ.

Christ asks for a home in your soul, where he can be at rest with you, where he can talk easily to you, where you and he, alone together, can laugh and be silent and be delighted with one another.

God speaks silently, God speaks in your heart; if your heart is noisy, chattering, you will not hear.

In every passerby, everywhere - Christ . . . He is in everyone - there can be no outcasts.

We are only syllables of the perfect Word.

There is no way of learning of God except through the adventure of our own heart.

We are the mediocre, we are the half givers, we are the half lovers, we are the savourless salt. Break the hard crust of complacency. Quicken in us the sharp grace of desire.

Powerful to alleviate, to delay, to camouflage, though money is, in the end it lets us down.

God is everywhere: yes, but how dim faith is, what a remote idea heaven is, in the modern world!

We are united to Him, we are one, and it is when His Passion becomes real to us, through experience and love, that we grow aware of His presence in us.

I did not know that history is like a blood stain that keeps on showing on the wall no matter how many new owners take possession, no matter how many times we pint over it.

She tasted like a Chateau Margaux, perfectly rounded, slightly plumy with an aftertaste of ripe berries.

Parks are works of art just as a painting or sculpture is.

An idea doesn't count if you can't use it

I don't think I'm ugly, but I never thought I was that special.

I turned off my Google alerts in 2009 as I learnt that following yourself on the Internet very quickly becomes unhealthy.

We know more about soils of Mars than about soils of Africa

I've concentrated for a long time on English films because I've got two kids but my oldest son is 11 and I think I'm going to be away for about four months of year now.

He moves smoothly and slowly, carrying his concentration like a brimming cup.

I see a continuation of the populist outrage that prompted the Brexit and sparked the Bernie Sanders campaign.