What did Angelus Silesius mean by: Don’t think that some tomorrow you’ll see God’s Light. You see it now or err in darkest night. - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany Copy
+ Love is difficult, because loving is not enough: We must, like God, ourselves be Love. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Angelus Silesius, Enough, Love, Spiritual Life, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
+ The Rose which here on earth is now perceived by me, has blossomed thus in god from all eternity. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Angelus Silesius, Earth, Eternity, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
+ Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now? Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Angelus Silesius, Hands, Here And Now, Springtime, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
+ The rose has no ‘Why?’ It flowers because it flowers. Feraz Zeid, June 17, 2023December 12, 2023, Angelus Silesius, Flower, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
+ If in your heart you make a manger for his birth then God will once again become a child on earth. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Angelus Silesius, Children, Christmas, Heart, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
+ The Rose is without ‘why’—she blooms because she blooms. Feraz Zeid, June 25, 2023December 12, 2023, Angelus Silesius, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
+ A rose is but a rose, it blooms because it blooms; it thinks not of itself, nor asks if it is seen. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Angelus Silesius, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
+ Paradise is at your own center; unless you find it there, there is no way to enter. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Angelus Silesius, Paradise, 0 - Angelus Silesius Priest · Germany
You can’t make an architect. But you can open the doors and windows toward the light as you see it. - Frank Lloyd Wright Architect · USA
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go. - Jean Genet Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
Does it take the harsh light of disaster to show a person’s true nature? - Jean-Dominique Bauby Journalist · France
