“Considering that the blessed life we so long for consists in an intimate and true love of God Our Creator and Lord, which binds and obliges us all to a sincere love.”

One must wage war against his predominant passion and not retreat until, with God’s help, he has been victorious.

God inclines to shower His graces upon us, but our perverted will is a barrier to His generosity.

Laugh and grow strong.

If anyone asks you for something that you believe would be injurious to him, refuse, but in such a manner as not to lose his good-will.

All the things in this world are gifts of God, created for us, to be the means by which we can come to know him better, love him more surely, and serve him more faithfully.

For those who love, nothing is too difficult, especially when it is done for the love of our Lord Jesus Christ.

We must put aside all judgment of our own, and keep the mind ever ready and prompt to obey in all things the true Spouse of Christ our Lord, our holy Mother, the hierarchical Church.

Do not put faith in constant happiness, and fear most when all smiles upon you.

We ought even to hold as a fixed principle that what I see white I believe to be black, if the superior authorities define it to be so.

Spiritual infirmities such as tepidity are caused, not only by chills but also by fevers, that is, by excessive zeal.

We should always be disposed to believe that that which appears white is really black, if the hierarchy of the Church so decides.

No idle word should be uttered. I understand a word to be idle when it serves no good purpose, either for myself or for another, and was not intended to do so.

Discouragement is not from God.

God gives each one of us sufficient grace ever to know His holy will, and to do it fully.

To have prevented one single sin is reward enough for the labors and efforts of a whole lifetime.

Truth always ends by victory; it is not unassailable, but invincible.

In this world of inconsistency, He is a constant blessing.

And sometimes we itself never let blessings fall on our head.

Why do I see in a world gone blind? I always longed to find the answers, took chances. Asked for the veil to thin. Fault? Mine. Left questioning; my eyes, blessings or curses?

I may not see or feel it instantly, but I know it’s there and with time that blessing will uncover itself.

You will never love another the same way, again. And I’m still trying to figure out if that’s a blessing or a tragedy.

My birth was a blessing. Sent to live and die on Earth; it’s a blessing. We each have a star; all you have to do is find it. Once you do, everyone sees it, you won’t be blinded.

My blessings always consistent but I’m still prepared for the worst.

The fame isn’t important to me. It’s a blessing to have. Having so many people that support me, that love me and listen to my music, is beautiful.