“Only let it be in the name of Jesus Christ, that I may suffer together with Him! I endure everything because He Himself, Who is perfect man, empowers me.”

I wish not merely to be called Christian, but also to be Christian.

He who died in place of us is the one object of my quest. He who rose for our sakes is my one desire.

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.

She leaves the world in awe; how can one woman command so much power yet be so gentle and kind.

She is the type of woman you know is going to have it all.

I am a wildflower disguised as a flame. It’ll be fun to watch you underestimate me.

She’s both the moon and the ocean, the universe in constant motion. Dark and bright, wild and whole.

He’s fully committed to appreciating his body with all its flaws and imperfections, more and more every day.

Being feminine is magical.

Feed me lies but later watch me breaking all the ties.

I have not yet spoken my last word about women. I believe that if a woman succeeds in withdrawing from the mass, or rather raising herself from above the mass, she grows ceaselessly and more than a man.