“When I die, I will send down a shower of roses from the heavens,I will spend my heaven by doing good on earth.”

The country in which I live is not my native country, that lies elsewhere, and it must always be the center of my longings.

What a joy to remember that she is our Mother! Since she loves us and knows our weakness, what have we to fear?

Life is only a dream: soon, we shall awaken. And what joy! The greater our sufferings, the more limitless our glory. Oh! do not let us waste the trial Jesus sends.

Jesus does not demand great actions from us, but simply surrender and gratitude.

It isn’t enough to love; we must prove it.

The value of life does not depend upon the place we occupy. It depends upon the way we occupy that place.

Jesus, help me to simplify my life by learning what you want me to be and becoming that person.

I want to shine like a little candle before His altar.

For me, prayer is a surge of the heart; it is a simple look turned toward heaven, it is a cry of recognition and of love, embracing both trial and joy.

Jesus needs neither books nor Doctors of Divinity in order to instruct souls; He, the Doctor of Doctors, He teaches without noise of words.

Each small task of everyday life is part of the total harmony of the universe.

I prefer to be accused unjustly, for then I have nothing to reproach myself with, and joyfully offer this to the good Lord. Then I humble myself at the thought that I am indeed capable of doing the thing of which I have been accused.

Miss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, there by a kindly word; always doing the smallest right and doing it all for love.

The guest of our soul knows our misery; He comes to find an empty tent within us – that is all He asks.

The world’s thy ship and not thy home.

Perfect love means putting up with other peoples shortcomings, feeling no surprise at their weaknesses, finding encouragement even in the slightest evidence of good qualities in them.

He who dies before he dies does not die when he dies.

If you are truthful you will survive. If you lie you shall perish.

To live fully is to let go and die with each passing moment, and to be reborn in each new one.

But manly set the world on sixe and sevene; And, if thou die a martyr, go to heaven.

Until death it is all life.

It frightens me to realize that, if I had died before the age of fifty, I would have died a ‘Negro’ fraction.

Instead of working for the survival of the fittest, we should be working for the survival of the wittiest – then we can all die laughing.

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!