Where there is love, there is joy.

I have a primary responsibility to myself; to make myself into the best person I can possibly be. Then and only then, will I have something worthwhile to share.- I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

I heard the call to give up all and follow Christ into the slums to serve Him among the poorest of the poor. It was an order.

We must make our homes centers of compassion and forgive endlessly.

I know I would not be able to work one week if it were not for that continual force coming from Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament.

If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

In the poorest of the poor we see Jesus in distressed guise.