It isn't bread that feeds you; it is life and the spirit that feed you through bread. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
I am like God and God like me. I am as large as God. He is as small as I. He cannot… — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
The rose that with you earthly eyes you see, has flowered in God from all eternity. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
The Rose which here on earth is now perceived by me, has blossomed thus in god from all eternity. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Paradise is at your own center; unless you find it there, there is no way to enter. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now? — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Nothing can throw thee into the infernal abyss so much as this detested word - heed well! - this mine and thine. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
I am as vast as God; there is nothing in the world O Miracle: that can shut me up in myself. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
God is a pure no-thing, concealed in now and here; the less you reach for him, the more he will appear. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
The rose is without 'why'; it blooms simply because it blooms. It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees… — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Christ could be born a thousand times in Bethlehem - but all in vain until He is born in me. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Love is difficult, because loving is not enough: We must, like God, ourselves be Love. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
It isn't bread that feeds you; it is life and the spirit that feed you through bread. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Three days: Today, Tomorrow and Yesterday, I know, Yet if the past were cancelled within the here and now, And then the future hidden,… — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
Don't think that some tomorrow you'll see God's Light. You see it now or err in darkest night. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
What is outside yourself does not convey much worth; Clothes do not make the man, the saddle not the horse. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
By the will art thou lost, by the will art thou found, by the will art thou free, captive, and bound. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
God never does withdraw; His works come to no halt; If you don't feel His force, yourself must be at fault. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
A rose is but a rose, it blooms because it blooms; it thinks not of itself, nor asks if it is seen. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
The rose does not have a why; it blossums without reason, forgetful of self and oblivious to our vision. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
If Christ were born in Bethlehem a thousand times and not in thee thyself; then art thou lost eternally. — Angelus Silesius Copy Share Image
