Spirit borrows from matter the perceptions on which it feeds and restores them to matter in the form of movements which it has stamped with its own freedom.
God has placed no limits to the exercise of the intellect he has given us on this side of the grave.
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.
A prudent question is one-half of wisdom.
What is truth? said jesting Pilate and would not stay for an answer.
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
