“There exists some point at which I can meet God in a real and experiential contact with His infinite actuality. This is the ‘place’ of God, His sanctuary, it is the point where my contingent being depends upon His love. Within myself is a metaphorical apex of existence at which I am held in being by my Creator.
God utters me like a word containing a partial thought of Himself. A word will never be able to comprehend the voice that utters it. But if I am true to the concept that God utters in me, if I am true to the thought of Him I was meant to embody, I shall be full of His actuality and find Him everywhere in myself, and find myself nowhere.
I shall be lost in Him: that is, I shall find myself.”