Just as the birds of the air are fed, we'll continue to be fed.

We cannot build up the idea of the apostolate of the laity without the foundation of the liturgy.

If we love each other enough, we will bear with each other’s faults and burdens.

The only way to live in any true security is to live so close to the bottom that when you fall you do not have far to drop, you do not have much to lose.

A 'Dictatorship of the Proletariat' becomes again another dictator.

Advent is a time of waiting, of expectation, of silence. Waiting for our Lord to be born. A pregnant woman is so happy, so content. She lives in such a garment of silence, and it is as though she were listening to hear the stir of life within her. One always hears that stirring compared to the rustling of a bird in the hand. But the intentness which which one awaits such stirring is like nothing so much as a blanket of silence.

It is penance to work, to give oneself to others, to endure the pinpricks of community living.