Unless there is a Good Friday in your life, there can be no Easter Sunday.

Satan stations more devils on monastery walls than in the dens of iniquity, for the latter offer no resistance.

Leisure is a form of silence, not noiselessness. It is the silence of contemplation such as occurs when we let our minds rest on a rosebud, a child at play, a Divine mystery, or a waterfall.

The Rosary is the book of the blind.

God does not love us because we are valuable. We are valuable because God loves us.

Sex divorced from love, instead of raising man by taking him away from himself, drags him down to the hall of mirrors where he is always confronted with self. Sex does not care about the person, but about the act. The fig leaf which once was put over the secret parts of man and woman in sculpture is now put over the face. The person does not matter.

Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery.