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.

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

Entrust everything to Me and do nothing on your own, and you will always have great freedom of spirit.

I demand from you deeds of mercy which are to arise out of love for me. You are to show mercy to your neighbors always and everywhere. You must not shrink from this or try to excuse yourself from it.

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

If the angels were capable of envy, they would envy us for two things: one is the receiving of Holy Communion, and the other is suffering.