When I seek you, my God, I seek a blessed life. I shall seek you, so that my soul may live.

By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.

The wise still seek Him.

Wisdom exalteth her children, and layeth hold of them that seek her.He that loveth her loveth life.

I love them that love me; and those that seek me early shall find me.

Will it please you to answer me this and to give me a rule for then I will willingly submit to any truth.

But I did feel, and passionately, that it wasn't fair of God to give us brains enough to ask the ultimate questions if he didn't intend to teach us the answers.

Life never gives you what you want or need just because you have a burning desire for it. Life gives you what you seek, knock, and ask for.

There is no people so brutish or barbarous that they do not know that they must believe in a god, even if they do not know precisely what god they should worship.

If I'd been older I would've asked what it was right away, but I didn't because I wanted to postpone the moment when I would know what it was. In stories I'd read, I'd come across the words nameless dread. They'd just been words then, but now that's exactly what I felt.

We have what we seek, it is there all the time, and if we give it time, it will make itself known to us.