"She was drawn to the places where the traditions,
despite their different languages and different histories
and different institutional shapes,
began to say the same thing.
The Christian mystic and the Vedantic scholar
and the Sufi poet and the Taoist hermit
and the grandmother who had never read a word of philosophy
but lived in perfect accordance with the truth —
all pointed at the same place.
Inward. Always inward. The same direction every time.
Every tradition. Every century. Every culture
that had found its way to the deepest truth available to a human being
had found it in the same place. Inside.
And had tried, in every language it possessed, to say so."