Pure love ... knows that only one thing is needed to please God: to do even the smallest things out of great love - love, and always love.

Love endures everything, love is stronger than death, love fears nothing.

Help me, O Lord, that my hands may be merciful and filled with good deeds, so that I may do only good to my neighbors.

I thank God for this illness and these physical discomforts, because I have the time to converse with the Lord Jesus.

Patience, prayer and silence-these are what give strength to the soul.

I saw the abyss of my misery; whatever there is of good in me is Yours, O Lord. But because I am so small and wretched, I have a right to count on Your boundless mercy.

O, my Jesus, I understand well that, just as illness is measured with a thermometer and a high fever tells us of the seriousness of the illness; so also, in the spiritual life, suffering is the thermometer which measures the love of God in a soul.