The Lord is more anxious to forgive our sins than a woman is to carry her baby out of a burning building.
Shall we all be saved? Shall we go to Heaven? Alas, my children, we do not know at all! But I tremble when I see so many souls lost these days. See, they fall into Hell as leaves fall from the trees at the approach of winter.
How happy is that guardian angel who accompanies a soul to Holy Mass!
Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
All that we do without offering it to God is wasted.
On this path, it is only the first step that counts.