The World Looks As If It Has

God Makes The World Not Out Of Necessity But By A Divine Whim, And The World He Makes Is A Whimsically Romantic Place. We're All Crazy About Each Other Because We're Made In The Image Of Someone Who's Been Crazy About Us.

The Bread And The Pastry, The Cheeses And Wine, And The Sugar Go Into The Supper Of The Lamb Because We Do. It Is Our Love That Brings The City Home. It Is I Grant You, An Incautious And Extravagant Hope. But Only Outlandish Hopes Can Make Themselves At Home.

Why Do We Marry, Why Take Friends And Lovers? Why Give Ourselves To Music, Painting, Chemistry Or Cooking? Out Of Simple Delight In The Resident Goodness Of Creation, Of Course; But Out Of More Than That, Too. Half Earth's Gorgeousness Lies Hidden In The Glimpsed City It Longs To Become.

... The Proper Self-knowledge And Self-love Of Every Created Thing Is Ipso Facto A Participation In The Knowledge And Love Of God. The Entire Universe Moves By Desire For The Highest Good Simply Because Every Part Of It Loves What God Loves - Namely, Its Own Being.

What Is Good Is Difficult, And What Is Difficult Is Rare.