Joost van de Goor

You were within me but I was outside myself, and there I sought you! In my weakness, I ran after the beauty of the things you have made. You were with me, and I was not with you.

Saint Augustine

Ik ben een verdwaalde middeleeuwer,
op zoek naar de weg terug naar huis.

Joost van de Goor

Eternity is the whole, simultaneous and perfect possession of boundless life.

Boethius

Everything means something

Lauren De Witt

I have come to think that the true likeness of Flannery O’Connor will be painted by herself, a self-portrait in words, to be found in her letters . . . There she stands, a phoenix risen from her own words: calm, slow, funny, courteous, both modest and very sure of herself, intense, sharply penetrating, devout but never pietistic, downright, occasionally fierce, and honest in a way that restores honor to the word.

Sally Fitzgerald

Dear God, I cannot love Thee the way I want to. You are the slim crescent of a moon that I see and my self is the earth’s shadow that keeps me from seeing all the moon. The crescent is very beautiful and perhaps that is all one like I am should or could see; but what I am afraid of, dear God, is that my self shadow will grow so large that it blocks the whole moon, and that I will judge myself by the shadow that is nothing.

Flannery O’Connor

It has always seemed necessary to me to throw the weight of circumstances against the characters I favor. The friends of God suffer…

Flannery O’Connor

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells. God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.

Psalm 45:4-5