Someone once said that he was incapable of writing a dull sentence.
With envy, and with gratitude, I agree.
This little gem is a great example:
“Every one of us is shadowed by an illusory person: a false self… This is the person that I want myself to be but who cannot exist, because God does not know anything about him. And to be unknown of God is altogether too much privacy.”New Seeds of Contemplation (Ch. 5)