We have all eternity to celebrate the victories but only a few hours before sunset to win them.

The saddest thing one meets is a nominal Christian.

I don't wonder apostolic miracles have died. Apostolic living certainly has.

We must look upon the world, with all its delights and all its attractions, with suspicion and reserve. We who love our Lord and whose affections are set on Heavenly things voluntarily and gladly lay aside the things that charm and ravish the world, that our hearts may be ravished with the things of Heaven; that our whole being may be poured forth in constant and unreserved devotion in the service of the Lord who died to save us.

Let nothing be said about anyone unless it passes through the three sieves: Is it true? Is it kind? Is it necessary?

If I say, "Yes, I forgive, but I cannot forgive," as though the God, who twice a day washes all the sands on all the shores of all the world, could not wash such memories from my mind, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

continually we look at things about us without seeing more than a very little of what is there.