“If you are in danger, if your hearts are confused, turn to Mary; she is our comfort, our help; turn towards her and you will be saved.”

I will go anywhere and do anything in order to communicate the love of Jesus to those who do not know Him or have forgotten Him.

The impressions of childhood are never obliterated.

Mary is the Mysterious Book of Predestination to glory.

The world is poisoned with erroneous theories, and needs to be taught sane doctrines, but it is difficult to straighten what has become crooked.

We must pray without tiring, for the salvation of mankind does not depend upon material success . . . but on Jesus alone.

I travel, work, suffer my weak health, meet with a thousand difficulties, but all these are nothing, for this world is so small. To me, space is an imperceptible object, as I am accustomed to dwell in eternity.

They who pray with faith have fervour and fervour is the fire of prayer. This mysterious fire has the power of consuming all our faults and imperfections, and of giving to our actions, vitality, beauty and merit.

In other countries they speak of nobility and courtesy, in London they practise it.

Prayer is powerful! It fills the earth with mercy, it makes the Divine clemency pass from generation to generation; right along the course of the centuries wonderful works have been achieved through prayer.

Lies are often truth-shaped. They’re only containers you must turn inside out and shake till the truth tumbles out, wide eyed and confused, blinking in a light it never thought it would see.

You can mix two styles and get fusion; any more and you just get confusion.

I broke down all conclusions into illusions and confusions.

The heresies we should fear are those which can be confused with orthodoxy.

One concept corrupts and confuses the others. I am not speaking of the Evil whose limited sphere is ethics; I am speaking of the infinite.

The mind is intrinsically tranquil. Out of this tranquility, anxiety and confusion are born. If one sees and knows this confusion, then the mind is tranquil once more.

The forest is peaceful, why aren’t you? You hold on to things causing your confusion. Let nature teach you.

We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. We are monkeys with money and guns.