It is not the finest wood that feeds the fire of Divine love, but the wood of the Cross.

If, one day, I should offend God in any way, or grow remiss, though ever so little, in that which concerns His holy service and glory, I solemnly implore Him, rather let me die.

We should not have a petty regard for God's gifts, though we may and should despise our own imperfections.

If one fears men much he will never do anything great for God: all that one does for God arouses persecution.

Do not put faith in constant happiness, and fear most when all smiles upon you.

It is not the finest wood that feeds the fire of Divine love, but the wood of the Cross.

God our Lord would have us look to the Giver and love Him more than His gift, keeping Him always before our eyes, in our hearts, and in our thoughts.