Where there is love, there is joy.

Perfect prayer does not consist in many words, but in the fervor of the desire which raises the heart to Jesus.

It is not the magnitude of our actions, but the amount of love that is put into them that matters.

Even if I wanted, I cannot do anything. When they die, we always send for their co-religionists. Muslims take the Muslim's body to bury it, Hindus come and take away the dead to be cremated and Christians come and bury their dead.

Even when the urgent is good, the good can keep you from your best, keep you from your unique contribution, if you let it.

Let us love one another as God loves each one of us. And where does this love begin? In our own home. How does it begin? By praying together.

The first requirement for prayer is silence. People of prayer are people of silence.