When the two shall become one the one is still the two: sound and silence together thrill the flute — Each heart must have its mind or the circle is not true. When the One has seen the Other — a voice not his, a passion not hers — together in God they are now, as such, written on a single page in lines not made to touch.
Saints are not saints by chance, nor by choice, but by necessity — because there is a hunger in their soul which can not be satisfied by anything less than the divine.
~ from THE HUNGER OF THE SOUL by Nancy Pope Mayorga
