Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook, The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.

Humanity, take a good look at yourself. Inside, you’ve got heaven and earth, and all of creation. You’re a world—everything is hidden in you.

The mystery of God hugs you in its all-encompassing arms.

We shall awaken from our dullness and rise vigorously toward justice. If we fall in love with creation deeper and deeper, we will respond to its endangerment with passion.

Even in a world that's being shipwrecked, remain brave and strong.

Glance at the sun. See the moon and stars. Gaze at the beauty of the green earth. Now think.

The Word is living, being, spirit, all verdant greening, all creativity. This Word manifests itself in every creature.

Everything that is in the heavens, on earth, and under the earth is penetrated with connectedness, penetrated with relatedness.

Be not lax in celebrating. Be not lazy in the festive service of God. Be ablaze with enthusiasm. Let us be an alive, burning offering before the altar of God.

A human being is a vessel that God has built for himself and filled with his inspiration so that his works are perfected in it.

Every creature is a glittering, glistening mirror of Divinity.

Don't think of God in terms of forms, because forms are limited and God is unlimited.

Only crazy people don’t do anything new and they expecting new result.

I've had great success and I've had catastrophic failure. It's really how you handle the rough stuff that defines you, I think.

As Christians, our compassion is simply a response to the love that God has already shown us.

To the extent that we are all educated and informed, we will be more equipped to deal with the gut issues that tend to divide us.

Over the long term, it is more profitable to do the right thing for the environment than to pollute it.

I think that the religious and the military right wings are just two sides of the same coin if somebody uses God and religion and somebody uses country and security.

One alters the past to form the future but there is a real significance to the pattern which finally appears, which resists all further change.

In 1893 I founded a chemical company which I ran until 1899.

Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.