“Hell is full of good wishes or desires.”

Jesus, what made You so small? LOVE!

There are three distinct comings of the Lord of which I know: His coming to men, His coming into men, and His coming against men.

The heart of Christ can be seen through the openings of his wounds. For what can prove to me so clearly as your wounds that you, O Lord Jesus, are sweet & mild & plenteous in mercy.

As patience leads to peace, and study to science, so are humiliations the path that leads to humility.

Do what Jesus says… what he commands through his ministers who are in the Church [see 1 Cor 6:4]. Be subject to his vicars, your leaders, not only those who are gentle and kind, but even those who are overbearing [see 1 Pt 2:18].

How beautiful then is modesty and what a gem among virtues it is.

He rightly reads scripture who turns words into deeds.

The measure of love is love without measure.

So far from being able to answer for my sins, I cannot even answer for my righteousness!

True love does not demand a reward, but it deserves one.

Slander is a poison which kills charity, both in the slanderer and the one who listens.

When God forgives a sinner who humbly confesses his sin, the devil loses his dominion over the heart he had taken.

Jesus to me is honey in the mouth, music in the ear, a song in the heart.

God will either give us what we ask, or what He knows to be better for us.

Pride only, the chief of all iniquities, can make us treat gifts as if they were rightful attributes of our nature, and, while receiving benefits, rob our Benefactor of His due glory.

The Eucharist is that love which surpasses all loves in Heaven and on earth

To be Catholic is the only way of being fully and utterly Christian.

I was raised a Catholic on both sides of the family. I went to a Catholic grade school and thought everybody in the country was Catholic, because that’s all I ever was associated with.

You can always tell the Catholic schools by the length of the cheerleaders’ skirts.

I have never been brought up a Catholic – I mean, a Roman Catholic – we’re all Catholics, aren’t we? We’re Protestant Catholics, whether we’re from Methodist or Baptist or what.

I am a Catholic. Basically, the Catholic religion is ‘If it feels good – stop.’

And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.

I’m a lapsed Buddhist like I’m a lapsed Catholic. I take it to a point.

I was raised a Catholic and when you’re raised a Catholic they don’t teach you to think for yourself. You’re taught not to think too deeply about things.