“See, my children, a person who is in a state of sin is always sad. Whatever he does, he is weary and disgusted with every thing; while he who is at peace with God is always happy, always joyous. . . Oh, beautiful life! Oh, beautiful death!”

Our body is a vessel of corruption; it is meant for death and for the worms, nothing more! And yet we devote ourselves to satisfying it, rather than to enriching our soul, which is so great that we can conceive nothing greater – no, nothing, nothing!

If you are attached to the things of this earth, you should give alms sufficient to enable you to punish your avarice by depriving yourself of all that is not absolutely necessary for life.

Upon receiving Holy Communion, the Adorable Blood of Jesus Christ really flows in our veins and His Flesh is really blended with ours.

Oh, how I like those little mortifications that are seen by nobody, such as rising a quarter of an hour sooner, rising for a little while in the night to pray!

Shall we all be saved? Shall we go to Heaven? Alas, my children, we do not know at all! But I tremble when I see so many souls lost these days. See, they fall into Hell as leaves fall from the trees at the approach of winter.

All that we do without offering it to God is wasted.

Our Guardian Angels are our most faithful friends, because they are with us day and night, always and everywhere. We ought often to invoke them.

Do not try to please everybody. Try to please God, the angels, and the saints – they are your public.

Only after the Last Judgment will Mary get any rest; from now until then, she is much too busy with her children.

If you find it impossible to pray, hide behind your good Angel and charge him to pray in your stead.

A priest goes to Heaven or a priest goes to Hell with a thousand people behind.

How happy is that guardian angel who accompanies a soul to Holy Mass!

We ought to run after crosses as the miser runs after money. . . Nothing but crosses will reassure us at the Day of Judgment When that day shall come, we shall be happy in our misfortunes, proud of our humiliations, and rich in our sacrifices!

You either belong wholly to the world or wholly to God.

When the heart is pure and simple it cannot help loving, because it has discovered the source of love which is God.

On this path, it is only the first step that counts.

As the last cold drops of rain splattered across my face; I watched the dark, ominous clouds fade away; undressing an amalgam of exquisite colors. My soul blushed. The rainbow was warm, beautiful, and poetic. Like a love letter from god.

Mathematics rightly viewed possesses not only truth but supreme beauty.

Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth but supreme beauty – a beauty cold and austere.

With all the secrets and lies you keep. Your beauty is only skin deep. Vamp.

To be an artist is to look at a tragedy and innately see the beauty in it.

A beautiful dance, a new breath shedding layers of myself to unearth the truth within.

Until the world needs a beautiful mind like yours, they call you insane.

Kindness is beautiful.