“Whose hands are God’s hands, but our hands?”

Love is a universe of its own, comprising all time and space.

Even now I know it: yes, all my hopes will be fulfilled… yes… the Lord will work wonders for me which will surpass infinitely my immeasurable desires.

How happy I am to see myself as imperfect and to be in need of God’s mercy.

A word or a smile is often enough to put fresh life in a despondent soul.

True charity consists in putting up with all one’s neighbors fault’s; never being surprised by his weakness, and being inspired by the least of his virtues.

Love consumes us only in the measure of our self-surrender.

Perfection consists in doing His will, in being that which He wants us to be.

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.

However softly we speak, God is so close to us that he can hear us; nor do we need wings to go in search of him, but merely to seek solitude and contemplate him within ourselves, without being surprised to find such a good Guest there.

You’re not alone in anything that you’ve done.

God’s work is not man working for God; it is God’s own work, though often wrought through man’s hands.

When a man is filled with the Word of God you cannot keep him still, If a man has got the Word, he must speak or die.

Every day without exception – is a gift from God, entrusted to us to use for His glory.

We even refuse to be our true self with God- and then wonder why we lack intimacy with him.

A relationship with God simply cannot grow when money, sins, activities, favorite sports teams, addictions, or commitments are piled up on top of it.

Unless there is an element of risk in our exploits for God, there is no need for faith.