Clipped from my current morning reading, Shirley Hughson's With Christ in God (1948):
"The mystics look upon our life as a holy pilgrimage, a journey whose end is the inner unity of God. The more a soul keeps itself open to God, abandons itself to the mysterious action of God, and lets itself be caught in His current, the deeper God draws it into the secret abyss where all springs rise. In grace, therefore, which contains every glory in germ, lie possibilities yet untold. God perfects the soul of him who gives himself up to God." Julius Tyciak.