A disobedient soul will win no victory, even if the Lord Jesus himself, in person, were to hear its confession.

Suffering is the greatest treasure on earth; it purifies the soul. In suffering, we learn who our true friend is.

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.

How can one be pleasing to God when one is inflated with pride and self-love under the pretense of striving for Gods glory, while in fact one is seeking ones own glory?

O You Who are hidden, body, soul and divinity, Under the fragile form of bread, You are my life from Whom springs an abundance of graces; And, for me, You surpass the delights of Heaven.

Oh, if only the suffering soul knew how it is loved by God, it would die of joy and excess of happiness! Some day, we will know the value of suffering, but then we will no longer be able to suffer. The present moment is ours.

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.