“I am very far from practicing what I understand.”

Do not fear to tell Jesus that you love Him even without feeling it. That is the way to force Jesus to help you, to carry you like a little child too feeble to walk.

As the sun shines both on the cedar and the smallest flower, so the Divine sun illumines each soul.

For me, prayer is an upward leap of the heart, an untroubled glance towards heaven, a cry of gratitude and love which I utter from the depths of sorrow as well as from the heights of joy.

Look at Him while He is looking at you.

In trial or difficulty I have recourse to Mother Mary, whose glance alone is enough to dissipate every fear.

He does not call those who are worthy, but those whom He wills.

I want to give myself totally to Him…I want to live no longer but for Him.

He has created the poor savage with no guide but natural law, and it is to their hearts that He deigns to stoop. They are His wild flowers whose homeliness delights Him.

My vocation, at last I have found it; my vocation is love.

Whose hands are God’s hands, but our hands?

For one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever.

Silence does good to the soul.

No harm can come to me since, in whatever happens, I see only the tender hand of Jesus.

Prayer and sacrifice can touch souls better than words.

Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing.

You know well that Our Lord does not look so much at the greatness of our actions, nor even at their difficulty, as at the love with which we do them.

Live Aid did feel like one hour’s rehearsal after several years, but to be part of Live Aid was wonderful. It reall was.

I do practice martial arts, more as a recreational thing, but a lot of my friends have been heavyweight champions the in mixed martial arts world.

Musclemen grow on trees. They can tense their muscles and look good in a mirror. So what? I’m interested in practical strength that’s going to help me run, jump, twist, punch.

The head learns new things, but the heart forever practices old experiences.

I am always shocked that there are still a handful of defenders of the dubious practice of abstinence, surely the worst idea since chocolate-covered ants.

People, who accused me of practising a monopoly were wrong. The media fuelled rumours about my ‘monopoly.’ The first question I was always asked during interviews was about my supposed monopoly.

Practice, until you speak silence fluently.

To become an able and successful man in any profession, three things are necessary, nature, study and practice.