God is everywhere, in the very air I breathe, yes everywhere, but in His Sacrament of the Altar He is as present actually and really as my soul within my body; in His Sacrifice daily offered as really as once offered on the Cross

The love of talk distracts all the powers of our soul from God, and fills them with earthly objects and impressions, like a vessel of water that cannot be settled while you are continualy stirring the earthly particles from the bottom.

How sweet, the presence of Jesus to the longing, harassed soul! It is instant peace, and balm to every wound.

Afflictions are the steps to heaven.

When so rich a harvest is before us, why do we not gather it? All is in our hands if we will but use it.

Disorder in the society is the result of disorder in the family.

Be attentive to the voice of grace.