What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined for life--to strengthen each other in all labor to rest on each other in all sorrow to minister to each other in all pain to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting

Poor fellow I think he is in love with you.I am not aware of it. And to me it is one of the most odious things in a girls life that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her... I have no ground for the nonsensical vanity of fancying everybody who comes near me is in love with me.

I like not only to be loved but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.

Even when she was speaking her soul was in prayer reposing on an unseen support.

The most powerful movement of feeling with a liturgy is the prayer which seeks for nothing special but is a yearning to escape from the limitations of our own weakness and an invocation of all Good to enter and abide with us.