Blessed Is He Who Devotes

Late Have I Loved You, O Beauty Ever Ancient, Ever New. Late Have I Loved You. You Have Called To Me, And Have Called Out, And Have Shattered My Deafness. You Have Blazed Forth With Light And Have Put My Blindness To Flight! You Have Sent Forth Fragrance, And I Have Drawn In My Breath, And I Pant After You. I Have Tasted You, And I Hunger And Thirst After You. You Have Touched Me, And I Have Burned For Your Peace.

Can Any Praise Be Worthy Of The Lord's Majesty?

You Are What You Love.

The Verdict Of The World Is Conclusive.

If The Future And The Past Really Exist, Where Are They?