What wonderful majesty! What stupendous condescension! O sublime humility! That the Lord of the whole universe, God and the Son of God, should humble Himself like this under the form of a little bread, for our salvation ...In this world I cannot see the Most High Son of God with my own eyes, except for His Most Holy Body and Blood.

It is good to read the testimonies of Scripture; it is good to seek the Lord our God in them. As for me, however, I have already made so much of Scripture my own that I have more than enough to meditate on and turn over in my mind. I need no more . .. I know Christ, the poor crucified One.

...In this world I cannot see the Most High Son of God with my own eyes, except for His Most Holy Body and Blood.

The journey is essential to the dream.

When I think of the happiness that is in store for me, every sorrow, every pain becomes dear to me.

It is not fitting, when one is in God's service, to have a gloomy face or a chilling look.

Where there is darkness, let there be light.