He is admitting that he is trapped, which realization leads to his desperate cry that we have already quoted, Who will rescue me from this body of death? (Romans 14:24). In whatever words it is the cr...
The Transcendent was my morning meal, we had the Eternal at lunch, and I ate a slice of the Infinite at dinner.
The Infinite discloses itself, as much of itself as our finite minds can comprehend, by building the universal grammars of language and religion into our brains. We did not create those grammars; they...
I am become death, the shatterer of worlds; Waiting that hour that ripens to their doom. This
Conversely, every act done without thought for myself diminishes my self-centeredness until finally no barrier remains to separate me from the Divine.
And is it true? And is it true, This most tremendous tale of all… That God was Man in Palestine And lives today in Bread and Wine. (John Betjeman, Christman)
We are born in mystery, we live in mystery, and we die in mystery.
To try to extinguish the drive for riches with money is like trying to quench a fire by pouring butter over it.
For what the soul is to the body of man, Saint Augustine was to write, that the Holy Spirit is to the Body of Christ, which is the Church.
If it is possible to be homesick for the world, even places one has never been and knows one will never see, this book is the child of such homesickness.