Every living being is an engine geared to the wheelwork of the universe. Though seemingly affected only by its immediate surrounding, the sphere of external influence extends to infinite distance.
A warrior knows that the farthest-flung star in the Universe reveals itself in the things around him.
Time and space recede and blast away like a universe expanding forever outward, and leaving only darkness and the two of us on its periphery, darkness and breathing and touch.
Love possesses seven hundred wings, and each one extends from the highest heaven to the lowest earth.
You, a person with a vision, are like a pebble in a stream, moving ever outward to infinity, impacting on all who come into contact with the ripple.
We cannot take a step toward the heavens. God crosses the universe and comes to us.
God is great not just because nothing is too big for Him. God is great because nothing is too small for Him, either.
No place is too common. No person is too hardened. No distance is too far. There's no person God cannot reach. There's no limit to his love.
