The life of prayer is so great and various there is something in it for everyone. It is like a garden which grows everything, from alpines to potatoes.

It seems so much easier in these days to live morally than to live beautifully. Lots of us manage to exist for years without ever sinning against society, but we sin against loveliness every hour of the day.

We mostly spend those lives conjugating three verbs: to Want, to Have, and to Do.

Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again.

Delicate humor is the crowning virtue of the saints.

God is acting on your soul all the time, whether you have spiritual sensations or not.

The business and method of mysticism is love.