O love, whose lordly hand Has bridled my desires, And raised my hunger and my thirst To dignity and pride, Let not the strong in me and the constant Eat the bread or drink the wine That tempt my weaker self. Let me rather starve, And let my heart parch with thirst, And let me die and perish, Ere I stretch my hand To a cup you did not fill, Or a bowl you did not bless.

You are your own forerunner, and the towers you have builded are but the foundation of your giant-self. And that self too shall be a foundation. And I too am m…

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.

I go - as others already crucified have gone. And think not we are weary of crucifixion. For we must be crucified by larger and yet larger men, between greater…

'He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose.'

Be patterns, be examples in all countries, places, islands, nations wherever you come; that your carriage and life may preach among all sorts of people, and to…

My Unstoppable Determination for His Holiness. 'Whether it means life or death-it makes no difference!' (see Philippians 1:21 ). Paul was determined that nothi…