“To want to become angels while we are still on earth is ridiculous.”

If you fall sometimes, you must not be discouraged.

What a great favor God does to those He places in the company of good people!

Do not think you have gained a virtue unless you have first been tried by its opposite.

Blessed be He, Who came into the world for no other purpose than to suffer.

Teach by works more than words.

The life of the spirit is not our life, but the life of God within us.

Never affirm anything unless you are sure it is true.

What peace can we hope to find elsewhere if we have none within us.

Christ does not force our will, He only takes what we give Him. But He does not give Himself entirely until He sees that we yield ourselves entirely to Him.

Always think of yourself as everyone’s servant; look for Christ Our Lord in everyone and you will then have respect and reverence for them all.

Whoever has God lacks nothing. God alone suffices.

About the injunction of the Apostle Paul that women should keep silent in church? Don’t go by one text only.

Happy the heart where love has come to birth.

We need no wings to go in search of Him, but have only to look upon Him present within us.

Let there be no disappointment when obedience keeps you busy in outward tasks. If it sends you to the kitchen, remember that the Lord walks among the pots and pans.

Remember that you have only one soul; that you have only one death to die; that you have only one life. . . . If you do this, there will be many things about which you care nothing.

Do not give up if you get an opportunity to please someone, they are the angels who can give a grin on someone’s face.

The savior who wants to turn men into angels is as much a hater of human nature as the totalitarian despot who wants to turn them into puppets.

She kissed me just right, like only a lonely angel can.

So when that Angel of the darker Drink, at last shall find you by the river-brink, And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul forth to your Lips to quaff-you shall not shrink.

Make sure to send a lazy man the angel of death.

The Truth has shared so much of Itself with me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul.

Nobody knows if Zidane is an angel or demon. He smiles like Saint Teresa and grimaces like a serial killer.

You have actually waltzed with tremendous style, my sweet, O my sweet, crushed angel.