The proper good of a creature is to surrender itself to its Creator—to enact intellectually, volitionally, and emotionally, that relationship which is given in the mere fact of its being a creature. When it does so, it is good and happy.

God doesn't want something from us. He simply wants us.

Of all bad men religious bad men are the worst.

A blessed spirit is a mould ever more and more patient of the bright metal poured into it, a body ever more completely uncovered to the meridian blaze of the spiritual sun.

There is but one good; that is God. Everything else is good when it looks to Him and bad when it turns from Him.

Some people feel guilty about their anxieties and regard them as a defect of faith but they are afflictions, not sins. Like all afflictions, they are, if we can so take them, our share in the passion of Christ.

Your place in Heaven will seem to be made for you and you alone, because you were made for it.