“Live in the world as if only God and your soul were in it; then your heart will never be made captive by any earthly thing.”

The virtuous soul that is alone and without a master is like a long lone burning coal; it will grow colder rather than hotter.

The soul of one who serves God always swims in joy, always keeps holiday, is always in her palace of jubilation, ever singing with fresh ardor and fresh pleasure a new song of joy and love.

Beloved, all that is harsh and difficult I want for myself, and all that is gentle and sweet for thee.

Let all find COMPASSION in YOU.

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.

The soul that journey’s to God, but doesn’t shake off it’s cares and quiet it’s appetities, is like someone who drags a cart of dirt uphill.

Never give up prayer, and should you find dryness and difficulty, persevere in it for this very reason. God often desires to see what love your soul has, and love is not tried by ease and satisfaction.

He who loses an opportunity is like the man who lets a bird fly from his hand, for he will never recover it.

Obedience is a penance of reason, and, on that account, a sacrifice more acceptable than all corporal penances and mortifications.

Let my soul live as if separated from my body.

Yearning: It needs to hurt in order to be worthy of the word. Otherwise it is just wanting.

Love consists not in feeling great things but in having great detachment and in suffering for the Beloved.

To love is to be transformed into what we love. To love God is therefore to be transformed into God.

Never listen to accounts of the frailty of others; and if anyone should complain to you of another, humbly ask him not to speak about him at all.

Faith is the union of God and the soul.

Seek in reading and thou shalt find in meditation; knock in prayer and it shall be opened in contemplation.

Give me a place to stand, and I will move the Earth.

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.

Down to earth but she stayed an angel.

If I were reincarnated I would wish to be returned to Earth as a killer virus to lower human population levels.

I can’t wait to collect memories from every corner of the earth to splash in the vastness of this beautiful world.

I am not from the Earth. I am from a place artist are obsessed with. A place where everything makes sense from the point of view of imagination, but not human intelligence.

Have I been buried alive by chronic pain? I can taste the dirt as they put me in the earth, thick on my lips like the honey that drips down my lips.

Earth is a place where we learn to fly in human form. We all gather here in the miraculous place where a tiny seed grows a flower with its own smell or a tree that casts shade onto the land of people.