“Do everything as if He were dwelling in us. Thus we shall be His temples and He will be within us as our God – as He actually is.”

Now I begin to be a disciple. Let fire and cross, flocks of beasts, broken bones, dismemberment come upon me, so long as I attain to Jesus Christ.

Jesus was born and baptized that by his suffering he might purify the water.

A Christian is not his own master, since all his time belongs to God.

Let fire and the cross; let the crowds of wild beasts; let tearings let shatterings of the whole body; and let all the evil torments of the devil come upon me: only let me attain to Jesus Christ.

It is better to be silent and be real than to talk and not be real.

It is better for me to die in behalf of Jesus Christ, than to reign over all the ends of the earth.

May nothing entice me till I happily make my way to Jesus Christ! Fire, cross, struggles with wild beasts, wrenching of bones, mangling of limbs – let them come to me, provided only I make my way to Jesus Christ.

Do not have Jesus Christ on your lips, and the world in your heart.

Your accord and harmonious love is a hymn to Jesus Christ in perfect harmony, and taking your pitch from God, you may sing in unison and in one voice to the Father through Jesus Christ.

I hunger for the bread of God, the flesh of Jesus Christ; I long to drink of his blood, the gift of unending love.

It is impossible for a man to be freed from the habit of sin before he hates it, just as it is impossible to receive forgiveness before confessing his trespasses.

As for me, my charter is Jesus Christ, the inviolable charter is His cross and His death and resurrection, and faith through Him.

Wherever the bishop shall appear, there let the multitude also be; even as, wherever Jesus Christ is, there is the Catholic Church.

It is right, therefore, that we not just be called Christians, but that we actually be Christians.

I am God’s wheat and shall be ground by their teeth so that I may become Christ’s pure bread.

Christianity is greatest when it is hated by the world.

We are made for Christ, and nothing less will ever satisfy us.

Jesus comes for sinners, for those outcast and those caught up in squalid choices and failed dreams.

I am wonderfully content with a God who does not deal with me as my sins deserve.

I don’t believe in God, but I’m afraid of Him.

Let us expect that God is going to use us. Let us have courage and go forward, looking to God to do great things.

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.

However softly we speak, God is near enough to hear us.

God never made a promise that was too good to be true.