“Love is knowing that even when you are alone, you will never be lonely again & great happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.”

No army can withstand the strength of an idea whose time has come.

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved – loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

There is nothing like a dream to create the future.

Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.

Doing nothing is happiness for children and misery for old men.

Go out in the world and work like money doesn’t matter, sing as if no one is listening, love as if you have never been hurt, and dance as if no one is watching.

Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.

Diamonds are to be found only in the darkness of the earth, and truth in the darkness of the mind.

The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal.

To love another person is to see the face of God.

The soul helps the body, and at certain moments raises it. It is the only bird that sustains its cage.

To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.

You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it.

Not seeing people permits us to imagine them with every perfection.

He was fond of books, for they are cool and sure friends.

And I have found that when we Catholics, in the spirit of love and charity, declare our faith boldly and with conviction, we are more likely to find kindred spirits.

My own experience and development deepen every day my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy.

One of the most persistent of all delusions is the conviction that the source of our dissatisfaction lies outside ourselves.

Are your convictions so fragile that mine cannot stand in opposition to them? Is your God so illusory that the presence of my Devil reveals his insufficiency?

If you deliver an opinion at all, it is mere stupidity not to do it with an air of conviction and well-founded knowledge. You make it your own in uttering it, and naturally get fond of it.

My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.

The hallmark of courage in our age of conformity is the capacity to stand on one’s own convictions – not obstinately or defiantly

I don’t know any other way to live but to wake up everyday armed with my convictions, not yielding them to the threat of danger and to the power and force of people who might despise me.