Look upon yourself as a tree planted beside the water, which bears its fruit in due season; the more it is shaken by the wind, the deeper it strikes its roots into the ground.

Crosses, contempt, sorrows and afflictions are the real treasures of the lovers of Jesus Christ crucified

We must never be discouraged or give way to anxiety. . . but ever have recourse to the adorable Heart of Jesus.

Are you making no progress in prayer? Then you need only offer God the prayers which the Savior has poured out for us in the sacrament of the altar. Offer God His fervent love in reparation for your sluggishness.

Since God wishes it - there is nothing to be done. . . Why should you thus torment yourself? Get rid of whatever He shows you to be an obstacle to His love, for His only desire is that you should live stripped of all that is not Himself.

My greatest happiness is to be before the Blessed Sacrament, where my heart is, as it were, in Its center.

The heaviest of my crosses was that I could do nothing to lighten the cross my mother was suffering.