It is always springtime in the heart that loves God.

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.

Our Guardian Angels are our most faithful friends, because they are with us day and night, always and everywhere. We ought often to invoke them.

Almighty God sends no trial without consolation.

When our hands have touched spices, they give fragrance to all they handle. Let us make our prayers pass through the hands of the Blessed Virgin. She will make them fragrant.

If people would do for God what they do for the world, what a great number of Christians would go to Heaven.