... do not spare me in anything -- let there be less and less of me in everything.
I am busy with my work. My path is clear. I see somebody dying, I pick him up. I find somebody hungry, I give him food. He can love and be loved. I don't look at his color, I don't look at his religion.
The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
How can there be too many children? That is like saying there are too many flowers.
If I ever become a Saint - I will surely be one of "darkness." I will continually be absent from heaven - to light the light of those in darkness on earth.