God is God. I dethrone Him in my heart if I demand that he act in ways that satisfy my idea of justice.

Faith has to be exercised in the midst of ordinary, down-to-earth living.

Loneliness itself is material for sacrifice. The very longings themselves can be offered to Him who understands perfectly. The transformation into something He can use for the good of others takes place only when the offering is put into his hands.

We are women, and my plea is Let me be a woman, holy through and through, asking for nothing but what God wants to give me, receiving with both hands and with all my heart whatever that is.

A man must at times be hard as nails: willing to face up to the truth about himself, and about the woman he loves, refusing compromise when compromise is wrong. But he must also be tender. No weapon will breach the armor of a woman's resentment like tenderness.

A man will be as much of a gentleman as a woman requires.

Jesus never pussyfooted