“Do not judge, do not condemn; forgive. And you will be merciful like the Father.”

None of us shines with our own light: the light that we have is a reflection of the grace of God, of the light of God.

Solidarity gives rise to openness towards others.

The Eucharist prepares us for a place in eternity, because it is the Bread of Heaven.

It is not easy to live in the light. The light makes us see many ugly things within us: vices, pride, the worldly spirit.

Each of us is beautiful in God’s eyes, and God loves us.

Consecrated life is a living encounter with the Lord in his people.

Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

Women bring the grace of renewal, the embrace of inclusion, and the courage to give of oneself.

Those who care for the little ones are on God’s side and defeat the culture of waste.

The Trinity is therefore Love, all in service of the world, which He wishes to save and recreate.

Jesus welcomes sinners and eats with them.

The God of all consolation, who heals the broken hearts and takes care of the wounds, hear our prayer:

Trust in God the Creator, in the Holy Spirit who moves everything towards the good.

The Lord is the first to trust in you, and He also invites you to trust in yourselves.

The memory of the Saints leads us to raise our eyes to Heaven: not to forget the realities of the earth, but to face them with more courage and hope.

Trust in God the Creator, in the Holy Spirit who moves everything towards the good.

With the help of a friend I got father into a wagon, when the crowd had gone. I held his head in my lap during the ride home. I believed he was mortally wounded. He had been stabbed down through the kidneys, leaving an ugly wound.

I hope the Great Heavenly Father, who will look down upon us, will give all the tribes his blessing, that we may go forth in peace, and live in peace all our days, and that He will look down upon our children and finally lift us far above this earth.

The Godfather’ was the glorification of a bunch of bums who never existed.

My father was my greatest inspiration. He was a lunatic.

Look at me. I was a warrior on this land where the sun rises, now I come from where the sun sets. Whose voice was first surrounded on this land – the red people with bows and arrows. The Great Father says he is good and kind to us. I can’t see it.

Most people marry their mother. I married my father.

First kill me before you take possession of my Fatherland.

My Father had a profound influence on me. He was a lunatic.