The thorny path bears some of the sweetest flowers that adorn life. And when with naked, bleeding feet we walk upon a flinty soil, we often find diamonds.

The best convent for a woman is the seclusion of her own home. There she may find her vocation and fight her battles, and there she may learn the reality and the earnestness of life.

If the loss of your fortune gains Christ for you, it will be a beautiful loss.

The question is not whether you ever gave yourself to God, but whether you are His now.

Some of His children must go into the furnace to testify that the Son of God is there with them.

The longer I live the more conscious I am of human frailty, and of the constant, overwhelming need we all have of God’s grace.

It sweetens every bit of work to think that I am doing it in humble, far-off, yet real imitation of Jesus.