There is not a flower that opens, not a seed that falls into the ground, and not an ear of wheat that nods on the end of its stalk in the wind that does not preach and proclaim the greatness and the mercy of God to the whole world.
Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.
Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.
The tighter you squeeze, the less you have.
The biggest human temptation is to settle for too little.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.