Uncritical semantics is the myth of a museum in which the exhibits are meanings and the words are labels. To switch languages is to change the labels.
Touch was important. The evening of the Third of July we would go around the neighborhood and look at the fireworks others had bought, taking them out of the brown paper sack and handling them cautiously as if they were precious stones. There was envy when we saw sacks with more in them than we had.
Love is the cheapest of religions.
You are within God. God is within you.
As I lived up to the highest light I had, higher and higher light came to me.
To eat in the same room where food is cooked – that is the way to thank the Lord for His abundance.
Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley.
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
Confusion of sign and object is original sin coeval with the word.
For light I go directly to the Source of light, not to any of the reflections.