The Still, Small Voice...

1 Kings 19:11-13:

Then He said [to Elijah], "Go out, and stand on the mountain before the LORD." And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice. So it was, when Elijah heard it, that he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood in the entrance of the cave. Suddenly a voice came to him, and said, "What are you doing here, Elijah?"

the Voice of God...

not in the commotion of the wind; not in the quaking of the earth; not in the roaring of the fire.

... but in a whisper.

Medieval Latin Tales

If you want to have some fun, I stumbled upon these two edited medieval latin tales.

The Proud Emperor

[This] story is the fifty-ninth tale of the Gesta Romanorum, a 13th-century collection of tales. Drawn from various sources, these tales inspired many later writers including Shakespeare and Mark Twain. This particular tale of a fictitious emperor reappears as a Hindu fairy tale, as a French morality play, and as "Robert of Sicily" in Longfellow's Tales of a Wayside Inn.

The Clever Thief

This story is taken from a medieval collection by Johannes de Alta Silva, who may have been a monk in England around the year 1200. The origin of the story is thought to be India. It has been widely translated.

The Presentation of the Lord

A blessed feast to you!

Legis sacratae sanctis caeremoniis
subiectus omnis calamo Mosaico
dignatur esse, qui regit perfulgidos
in arce Patris ordines angelicos,
caelumque, terram fundavit ac maria.

By the holy rites of the sacred law
to the Mosaic rule, full subject
does he deign to be,
though he rules supreme
over the shining ranks
of the angels in his Father's realm,
though he is maker most high
of heavens, of land, of seas.

That's the translation of Martin O'Keefe, S.J., which is a lot more poetic than anything I could come up with :).