“Anyone, then, who desires to live chastely in Christ Jesus, must flee not only the mouse of lust, but even from its very scent.”

The breadth of charity widens the narrow heart of the sinner.

Christ acts like a loving mother. To induce us to follow Him, He gives us Himself as an example and promises us a reward in His kingdom.

The wisdom of God is reflected in the face of the soul: she will see God as he is, and she will know as she is known.

Draw us forth from the mire, Lord Jesus, with the hook of your Cross; so that we may run, not to your sweetness, but to the bitterness of your Passion.

The prayer of the monk is not perfect until he no longer recognizes himself or the fact that he is praying.

The life of the body is the soul, the life of the soul is Christ.

Charity is the soul of faith, makes it alive; without love, faith dies.

The Lord breathes the breath of life, contrition of heart, into the face of the soul when he impresses upon it his own image and likeness, which has been soiled by sin, and renews it.

The Lord breathes the breath of life, contrition of heart, into the face of the soul when he impresses upon it his own image and likeness, which has been soiled by sin, and renews it.

He who lives in eternity dwells in the heart of the humble and in the soul of the penitent!

Do you want to have God always in your mind? Be just as he made you to be. Do not go seeking another “you”.

The creator of the heavens obeys a carpenter; the God of eternal glory listens to a poor virgin. Has anyone ever witnessed anything comparable to this?

Nothing so humbles the proud sinner as the humility of Jesus Christ’s humanity.

He prays best who does not know that he is praying.

Of what value is learning that does not turn to love?

The religious soul finds in the heart of Jesus a secure refuge.

Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.

He put in your heart certain wishes and plans; in my heart he put other different desires.

Desire is a pain which seeks easement through possession.

Ladies in bunches always filled me with vague apprehension and a firm desire to be elsewhere.

There is no more desire to live past one’s time than to die before it.

That propaganda is good which leads to success, and that is bad which fails to achieve the desired result. It is not propaganda’s task to be intelligent, its task is to lead to success.

Though we may not desire to detect fraud, we must not, on that account, endeavor to be insensible of it, for, as cunning is a crime, so is duplicity a fault, and if men dread knaves, they also despise fools.

Love cannot in its very nature be peaceful or content. It is a restlessness, an unsatisfaction. I can grant a lasting love just as I can grant a lasting unsatisfaction; but the lasting love cannot be coupled with possession, for love is pain and desire and possession is easement and fulfilment.