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

The books the Holy Spirit is writing are living, and every soul a volume in which the divine author makes a true revelation of his word, explaining it to every heart, unfolding it in every moment.

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

All simple souls must admire and respect one another, saying: 'Let us proceed each one along our path to the same goal, united in purpose and by means of God's order which, in its great variety, is in us all.

The present moment is always full of infinite treasure. It contains far more than you can possibly grasp. Faith is the measure of its riches: what you find in the present moment is according to the measure of your faith. Love also is the measure: the more the heart loves, the more it rejoices in what God provides. The will of God presents itself at each moment like an immense ocean that the desire of your heart cannot empty; yet you will drink from that ocean according to your faith and love.

God instructs the heart, not by ideas but by pains and contradictions.

In the shadow of death he produces life, and though the senses are terrified, faith taking all for the best, is full of courage and assurance.