I will give a few extracts from Speculum Animæ, a most valuable and most beautiful little book, which show the true bent of his mind:
On all questions about religion there is the most distressing divergency. But the saints do not contradict each other.
Prayer . . . is "the elevation of the mind and heart to God." It is in prayer, using the word in this extended sense, that we come into immediate contact with the things that cannot be shaken.
Are we to set against such plain testimony the pessimistic agnosticism of a voluptuary like Omar Khayyám?
There was the Door to which I found no Key. . . .
May it not be that the door has no key because it has no lock?
The suggestion that in prayer we only hear the echo of our own voices is ridiculous to anyone who has prayed.
The life of Christ was throughout a life of prayer. Not only did He love to spend many hours in lonely communing with His Father, on the mountain-tops, which He was perhaps the first to love, and to choose for this purpose, but His whole life was spent in habitual realisation of God's presence.
Religion is caught rather than taught; it is the religious teacher, not the religious lesson, that helps the pupil to believe.
What we love, that we see; and what we see, that we are.