"God loves each of us as if there were only one of us." — Saint Augustine

The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.

What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.

Do you wish to rise? Begin by descending. You plan a tower that will pierce the clouds? Lay first the foundation of humility.