I repeat that the poor, the sufferers from leprosy, the rejected, the alcoholics, whom we serve, are beautiful people. Many of them have wonderful personalities. The experience which we have by serving them, we must pass on to people who have not had that wonderful experience.

Let us remain as empty as possible so that God can fill us up.

Spread your love wherever you go.

If people spent one hour per week in Eucharistic Adoration, abortion would be ended

I once picked up a woman from a garbage dump and she was burning with fever; she was in her last days and her only lament was: My son did this to me. I begged her: You must forgive your son. In a moment of madness, when he was not himself, he did a thing he regrets. Be a mother to him, forgive him. It took me a long time to make her say: I forgive my son. Just before she died in my arms, she was able to say that with a real forgiveness. She was not concerned that she was dying. The breaking of the heart was that her son did not want her. This is something you and I can understand.

I can do things you cannot, you can do things I cannot; together we can do great things.

Where does love begin? In our own homes. When does it begin? When we pray together. The family that prays together stays together.