What else is there for us but to be tranquil and at peace in the all-enchanting wonder of God’s mercy to us? It falls upon this paper quieter than the morning sun, and then, I know that all things, without His love, are useless, and in His love, having nothing, I can possess all things. (Thomas Merton. A Search for Solitude. Journals, Volume 3. Lawrence S. Cunningham, ed. San Francisco: HarperSanFrancisco)
