Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
If only we could see the joy of our guardian angel when he sees us fighting our temptations!
Almighty God sends no trial without consolation.
We ought to run after crosses as the miser runs after money. . . Nothing but crosses will reassure us at the Day of Judgment When that day shall come, we shall be happy in our misfortunes, proud of our humiliations, and rich in our sacrifices!
How happy is that guardian angel who accompanies a soul to Holy Mass!
I thought a time would come when people would rout me out of Ars with sticks, when the Bishop would suspend me, and I should end my days in prison. I see, however, that I am not worthy of such a grace.