People blush at praise--not only praise of their bodies, but praise of anything that is theirs.
Afflictions are... if we can so take them, our share in the Passion of Christ
When we are wholly His we will be more ourselves than ever.
The mouse is a fair treat but this one would talk the hind legs off a donkey.
This is my endlessly recurrent temptation: to go down to that Sea, and there neither dive nor swim nor float, but only dabble and splash, careful not to get out of my depth and holding on to the lifeline which connects me with my things temporal.
God has landed on this enemy-occupied world in human form...The perfect surrender and humiliation was undergone by Christ: perfect because He was God, surrender and humiliation because He was man.