We are all called to be great saints, don't miss the opportunity.

Our minds are so undisciplined that our doubts rule our lives and we don't master our imagination - it masters us.

We did not happen to be--we were chosen by God to exist.

Faith is one foot on the ground, one foot in the air, and a queasy feeling in the stomach.

Only in eternity shall we see the beauty of the soul, and only then shall we realize what great things were accomplished by interior suffering.

God keeps the entire Universe in order, and still finds time to take a personal interest in you and me.

I guess that is what dying must be like; to be finished and to be able to look back at the struggles of life, and know that God was your constant companion.