I have come to realize more and more that the greatest disease and the greatest suffering is to be unwanted, unloved, uncared for, to be shunned by everybody, to be just nobody.

Maybe if I didn't pick up that one person, I wouldn't have picked up forty-two thousand.

Love to be real, it must cost—it must hurt—it must empty us of self.

Do not worry about your career. Concern yourself with your vocation, and that is to be lovers of Jesus.

You may be exhausted with work, you may even kill yourself, but unless your work is interwoven with love, it is useless. To work without love is slavery.

I have the feeling that we are in such a hurry that we do not have time to look at one another and smile.

We must never be afraid to be a sign of contradiction for the world.