The soul, light as a feather, fluid as water, innocent as a child, responds to every movement of grace like a floating balloon.

To love God in great things is not so perfect an act of faith as to worship them in small ones.

Souls who can recognize God in the most trivial, the most grievous and the most mortifying things that happen to them in their lives, honor everything equally with delight and rejoicing, and welcome with open arms what others dread and avoid.

If we wish to quench our thirst, we must lay aside books which explain thirst and take a drink.

The duties of each moment are the shadows beneath which hides the divine operation.

The present moment holds infinite riches beyond your wildest dreams.

What God arranges for us to experience at each moment is the best and holiest thing that could happen to us.