While our existence is noisy, our essential being is silent: beneath the clamor of our chaotic lives there is a resonant ground of silence. In this rich silence — the silence of God — we taste the sweetness of our own souls, the peace of our own hearts. . . . Take every opportunity to feed on this silence, soak it into our bones so that we might hear the divine One say in us: "I am."
— Kathleen Deignan, A Book of Hours by Thomas Merton, Kathleen Deignan, editor