“Remember that the good angels do what they can to preserve men from sin and obtain God’s honor. But they do not lose courage when men fail.”

May it please Christ our Lord to grant us true humility and abnegation of will and judgment, so that we may deserve to begin to be His disciples.

Concerning the harsh treatment of the body for our Lord’s sake, I would say, avoid anything that would cause the shedding even of a drop of blood.

The servant of God earns half a doctorate through illness.

May God our Lord never let me harm anyone when I cannot help him!

He who is devout to the Virgin Mother will certainly never be lost.

Occupy yourself in beholding and bewailing your own imperfections rather than contemplating the imperfections of others.

If, one day, I should offend God in any way, or grow remiss, though ever so little, in that which concerns His holy service and glory, I solemnly implore Him, rather let me die.

Whatever you are doing, that which makes you feel the most alive…that is where God is.

The principal end both of my father and of myself in the conquest of India has been the propagation of the holy Catholic faith.

So with that will prompt and prepared to serve all those whom I perceive to be servants of my Lord, I will speak of three things with simplicity and love as if I were speaking to my own soul.

True, I am in love with suffering, but I do not know if I deserve the honor.

Love ought to show itself in deeds more than in words.

Receive, Lord, all my liberty, my memory, my understanding and my whole will.

For those who believe, no proof is necessary. For those who disbelieve, no amount of proof is sufficient.

It is not hard to obey when we love the one whom we obey.

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

May your neighbors respect you, trouble neglect you, angels protect you and heaven accept you.

Learn to dance, so when you get to heaven the angels know what to do with you.

Anyhow we never know where we must go, nor what guides we are to get – people, storms, guardian angels, or sheep.

In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an Angel living in the garden of Evil.

You have qualities which I had not before supposed to exist in such a degree in any human creature. You have some touches of the angel in you.

I’m no angel, but I’ve spread my wings a bit.

I’m pretty, but I’m not beautiful. I sin but I’m not the devil. I’m good, but I’m not an angel.

All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.