Dare to declare who you are. It is not far from the shores of silence to the boundaries of speech. The path is not long, but the way is deep. You must not only walk there, you must be prepared to leap.

— Hildegard of Bingen

The most beautiful Hildegard of Bingen quotes that are little-known but priceless

Humanity, take a good look at yourself.

Inside, you’ve got heaven and earth, and all of creation. You’re a world—everything is hidden in you.


The mystery of God hugs you in its all-encompassing arms.


We shall awaken from our dullness and rise vigorously toward justice.

If we fall in love with creation deeper and deeper, we will respond to its endangerment with passion.


Even in a world that's being shipwrecked, remain brave and strong.


Glance at the sun. See the moon and stars. Gaze at the beauty of the green earth. Now think.


I am the fiery life of the essence of God;

I am the flame above the beauty in the fields; I shine in the waters; I burn in the sun, the moon, and the stars. And with the airy wind, I quicken all things vitally by an unseen, all-sustaining life.


Everything that is in the heavens, on earth, and under the earth is penetrated with connectedness, penetrated with relatedness.


Be not lax in celebrating. Be not lazy in the festive service of God. Be ablaze with enthusiasm. Let us be an alive, burning offering before the altar of God.


A human being is a vessel that God has built for himself and filled with his inspiration so that his works are perfected in it.


Every creature is a glittering, glistening mirror of Divinity.


O, You who are ever giving life to all life, moving all creatures, root of all things, washing them clean, wiping out their mistakes, healing their wounds, You are our true life, luminous, wonderful, awakening the heart from its ancient sleep.


The earth which sustains humanity must not be injured. It must not be destroyed!


About Hildegard of Bingen

Quotes 63 sayings
Profession Saint
Birthday September 16, 1098

Holy Spirit, the life that gives life: You are the cause of all movement.

You are the breath of all creatures. You are the salve that purifies our souls. You are the ointment that heals our wounds. You are the fire that warms our hearts. You are the light that guides our feet. Let all the world praise you.


I, God, am in your midst. Whoever knows me can never fall. Not in the heights, nor in the depths, nor in the breadths. For I am love, which the vast expanses of evil can never still.


Divinity is in its omniscience and omnipotence like a wheel, a circle, a whole, that can neither be understood, nor divided, nor begun nor ended.


Our souls should be like a transparent crystal through which God can be perceived.


When the words come, they are merely empty shells without the music.

They live as they are sung, for the words are the body and the music the spirit.


When one's thoughts are neither frivolous nor flippant, when one's thoughts are neither stiff-necked nor stupid, but rather, are harmonious -- they habitually render physical calm and deep insight.


I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.


Cerevisiam Bibat! (drink beer for health)


All living creatures are sparks from the radiation of God’s brilliance, emerging from God like the rays of the sun.


All of creation is a song of praise to God.


Love abounds in all things, excels from the depths to beyond the stars, is lovingly disposed to all things. She has given the king on high the kiss of peace.


You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.


With nature's help, humankind can set into creation all that is necessary and life sustaining.


A person who lacks the verdancy of justice is dry, totally without tender goodness, totally without illuminating virtue.


The fire has its flame and praises God.

The wind blows the flame and praises God. In the voice we hear the word which praises God. And the word, when heard, praises God. So all of creation is a song of praise to God.


O Eternal God, now may it please you to burn in love so that we become the limbs fashioned in the love you felt when you begot your Son at the first dawn before all creation. And consider this need which falls upon us, take it from us for the sake of your Son, and lead us to the joy of your salvation.


Just as a mirror, which reflects all things, is set in its own container, so too the rational soul is placed in the fragile container of the body. In this way, the body is governed in its earthly life by the soul, and the soul contemplates heavenly things through faith.


The earth should not be injured. The earth should not be destroyed. As often as the elements, the elements of the world are violated by ill treatment, so God will cleanse them thru the sufferings, thru the hardships of mankind.


Humanity finds itself in the midst of the world.

In the midst of all other creatures humanity is the most significant and yet the most dependent upon the others.


All the arts serving human desires and needs are derived from the breath that Godsent into the human body.


The Father, Who is Justice, is not without the Son or the Holy Spirit;

and the Holy Spirit, Who kindles the heart of the faithful, is not without the Father and the Son; and the Son, Who is the plenitude of fruition, is not without the Father or the Holy Spirit; they are inseparable in Divine Majesty.


The truly holy person welcomes all that is earthly.


Angels, living light most glorious! Beneath the Godhead in burning desire in the darkness and mystery of creation you look on the eye of your God never taking your fill: What glorious pleasures take shape within you!


It is easier to gaze into the sun, than into the face of the mystery of God.

Such is its beauty and its radiance.


If one intends to make beer from oats, it is prepared with hops.


The soul is a breath of living spirit, that with excellent sensitivity, permeates the entire body to give it life. Just so, the breath of the air makes the earth fruitful. Thus the air is the soul of the earth, moistening it, greening it.


The marvels of God are not brought forth from one's self.

Rather, it is more like a chord, a sound that is played. The tone does not come out of the chord itself, but rather, through the touch of the musician. I am, of course, the lyre and harp of God's kindness.


Glance at the sun. See the moon and the stars. Gaze at the beauty of earth’s greenings. Now, think. What delight God gives to humankind with all these things . All nature is at the disposal of humankind. We are to work with it. For without we cannot survive.


Don't let yourself forget that God's grace rewards not only those who never slip, but also those who bend and fall. So sing! The song of rejoicing softens hard hearts. It makes tears of godly sorrow flow from them. Singing summons the Holy Spirit. Happy praises offered in simplicity and love lead the faithful to complete harmony, without discord. Don't stop singing.


Every element has a sound, an original sound from the order of God;

all those sounds unite like the harmony from harps and zithers.


You are the mountain and the valley.


Listen: there was once a king sitting on his throne.

Around Him stood great and wonderfully beautiful columns ornamented with ivory, bearing the banners of the king with great honour. Then it pleased the king to raise a small feather from the ground, and he commanded it to fly. The feather flew, not because of anything in itself but because the air bore it along. Thus am I, a feather on the breath of God.


The soul is kissed by God in its innermost regions.

With interior yearning, grace and blessing are bestowed. It is a yearning to take on God's gentle yoke, It is a yearning to give one's self to God's Way.


Rivers of living water are to be poured out over the whole world, to ensure that people, like fishes caught in a net, can be restored to wholeness.


I welcome all creatures of the world with grace.


The Word is living, being, spirit, all verdant greening, all creativity.

This Word manifests itself in every creature.


Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.