“Love? Do I love? I walkWithin the brilliance of another's thought,As in a glory. I was dark before,as Venus' chapel in the black of night:But there was something holy in the darkness,Softer and not so thick as the other where;And as rich moonlight may be to the blind,Unconsciously consoling. Then love came,Like the out-bursting of a trodden star.”

“There is some secret stirring in the world, A thought that seeks impatiently its word.”

“If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?”

“The anchor heaves, the ship swings freeThe sails swell full. To sea, to sea!”

“Do not desire chiefly to be cherished and consoled by God; desire above all to love Him.Do not anxiously desire to have others find consolation in God, but rather help them to love God.Do not seek consolation in talking about God, but speak of Him in order that He may be glorified.If you truly love Him, nothing can console you but His glory. And if you seek His glory before everything else, then you will also be humble enough to receive consolation from His hand: accepting it chiefly because, in showing His mercy to us, He is glorified in our souls.”

“Love was easy; commitment to that love was difficult. No one is perfect, and therefore there will never be a perfect relationship. But a perfect commitment can exist; it does exist for those who seek it.”

“I thought that the light-house looked lovely as hope,That star on life's tremulous ocean.”