Mary is the Mysterious Book of Predestination to glory.

The impressions of childhood are never obliterated.

They who pray with faith have fervour and fervour is the fire of prayer. This mysterious fire has the power of consuming all our faults and imperfections, and of giving to our actions, vitality, beauty and merit.

In other countries they speak of nobility and courtesy, in London they practise it.

I will go anywhere and do anything in order to communicate the love of Jesus to those who do not know Him or have forgotten Him.

Did a Magdalene, a Paul, a Constantine, an Augustine become mountains of ice after their conversion? Quite the contrary. We should never have had these prodigies of conversion and marvelous holiness if they had not changed the flames of human passion into volcanoes of immense love of God.

If you are in danger, if your hearts are confused, turn to Mary; she is our comfort, our help; turn towards her and you will be saved.