“What peace can we hope to find elsewhere if we have none within us.”

To reach something good it is very useful to have gone astray, and thus acquire experience.

Consider seriously how quickly people change, and how little trust is to be had in them; and hold fast to God, Who does not change.

In light of heaven, the worst suffering on earth will be seen to be no more serious than one night in an inconvenient hotel.

From moment to moment one can bear much.

May I not come before You with empty hands, since we are rewarded according to our deeds.

When we accept what happens to us and make the best of it, we are praising God.

Love draws forth love.

Prayer is an act of love. Words are not needed.

Desire to see God, be fearful of losing Him, and find joy in everything that can lead to Him. If you act in this way, you will always live in great peace.

Pain is never permanent.

It is the nature of love to work in a thousand different ways.

It is a dangerous thing to be satisfied with ourselves.

Don’t let your sins turn into bad habits.

The life of prayer is just love to God, and the custom of being ever with Him.

Souls without prayer are like bodies, palsied and lame, having hands and feet they cannot use.

All times are dangerous times.

Still hope leads men to venture; and no one ever yet put himself in peril without the inward conviction that he would succeed in his design.

O tender yearning, sweet hoping! The golden time of first love! The eye sees the open heaven, The heart is intoxicated with bliss; O that the beautiful time of young love Could remain green forever.

By the year 2000 we will, I hope, raise our children to believe in human potential, not God.

Hope is a very unruly emotion.

Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death–what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless whois cheered by empty hopes. No, a noble man must either live or die well.

Hope is an expensive commodity. It makes better sense to be prepared.

Love is only known by him who hopelessly persists in love.

Tell me, what is hope if not a sweet, sweet companion?