I'm always inclined to believe that the best way of knowing [the divine] is to love a great deal. Love that friend, that person, that thing, whatever you like, you'll be on the right path to knowing more thoroughly, afterwards; that's what I say to myself. But you must love with a high, serious intimate sympathy, with a will, with intelligence, and you must always seek to know more thoroughly, better, and more.

The more I think it over, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.

The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others.

People who do nothing but fall in love are perhaps more serious and saintly than those who sacrifice their love and their hearts to an idea.

But I cannot help thinking that the best way of knowing God is to love many things. Love this friend, this person, this thing, whatever you like, and you will be on the right road to understanding Him better, that is what I keep telling myself. But you must love with a sublime, genuine, profound sympathy, with devotion, with intelligence, and you must try all the time to understand Him more, better and yet more. That will lead to God, that will lead to an unshakeable faith.

The more I think it over, the more I feel that is is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.

What is done in love, is well done

We weren't put on Earth to exclude each other.

Gifts of time and love are surely the basic ingredients of a truly merry Christmas.

The family is the key of Christmas.

Union of religious sentiments begets a surprising confidence.

You have your own difficulties. We watch, with friendly confidence in your capacity to merge differences in the grand dream of Canadian design.