And if you would know God, be not therefore a solver of riddles.Rather look about you and you shall see Him playing with your children.And look into space; you shall see Him walking in the cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain.You shall see Him smiling in flowers, then rising and waving His hands in trees.

What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?

For the sight of the angry weather saddens my soul and the sight of the town, sitting like a bereaved mother beneath layers of ice, oppresses my heart.

We have heard her shouting among the mountains,"And with her cries came the sound of hoofs, and the beating of wings and the roaring of lions.

I cannot tarry longer.The sea that calls all things unto her calls me