My heart has become capable of every form: It is a pasture for gazelles And a monastery for Christian monks, And the pilgrim’s Ka’ba, And the tablets of
Nothing is sweeter than love, nothing more courageous, nothing higher, nothing wider, nothing more pleasant, nothing fuller nor better in heaven and earth; because love is born of
Saints are what they are not because their sanctity makes them admirable to others, but because the gift of sainthood makes it possible for them to admire everyone