13 Quotes by Mechthild of Magdeburg

One day I saw with the eyes of my eternity in bliss and without effort, a stone. It tasted sweet, like heavenly herbs.

Those who would know much, and love little, will ever remain at but the beginning of a godly life.

Lord, you are my lover, my longing, my flowing stream, my sun, and I am your reflection.

From suffering I have learned this: that whoever is sore wounded by love will never be made whole unless she embraces the very same love which wounded her.