“Soeur Marie Emelie" Soeur Marie Emelie is little and very old: her eyes are onyx, and her cheeks vermilion, her apron wide and kind and cobalt blue. She comforts generations and generations of children, who are "new" at the convent… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
“I wanted to shut my mind, that my thoughts might close on my own peace, I wanted to close the peace of my love in my heart like dew in a dark rose." From "Philip Speaks” — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
It is part of God's plan for us that Christ shall come to us in everyone; it is in their particular role that we… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
“Soeur Marie Emelie" Soeur Marie Emelie is little and very old: her eyes are onyx, and her cheeks vermilion, her apron wide and kind… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
I often think that the ideal of our perfection that we set up, and often go through torture to achieve, may not be God's… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
The love for material things grows like a fungus in the soul and destroys the loveliness of the human heart utterly. — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
We are the mediocre, we are the half givers, we are the half lovers, we are the savourless salt. Break the hard crust of… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
“God abides in men" "God abides in men, These are men who are simple, they are fields of corn... Such men have minds like… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
There is no way of learning of God except through the adventure of our own heart. — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
Powerful to alleviate, to delay, to camouflage, though money is, in the end it lets us down. — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
Every ordinary thing in your life is a word of God's love: your home, your work, the clothes you wear, the air you breathe,… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
God speaks silently, God speaks in your heart; if your heart is noisy, chattering, you will not hear. — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
The way to begin healing the wounds of the world is to treasure the Infant Christ in us; to be not the castle but… — Caryll Houselander Copy Share Image
