The Blessed Virgin used me like a broom, and then put me back in my place.

Watch over me, Father, so that everything I do may be with the intention of pleasing Jesus.

What will be the crown of those who, humble within and humiliated without, have imitated the humility of our Savior in all its fullness!

My hope is in you, Lord. Be my refuge, for You are my strength.... Into Your hands, Lord, I commend my spirit. You have redeemed me, Lord, God of Truth.

My Jesus, fill my heart with so much love that one day it will break just to be with you. My Jesus, you know I have placed you as a seal on my heart. Remain there always.

It is loving the Cross that one finds one heart, for Divine Love cannot live without suffering.

Why must we suffer? Because here below pure Love cannot exist without suffering. O Jesus, Jesus, I no longer feel my cross when I think of yours.