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

As for me, the silence and the emptiness is so great, that I look and do not see, — Listen and do not hear — the tongue moves but does not speak … I want you to pray for me — that I let Him have free hand.

Loneliness and the feeling that you're no use to anyone - the worst kind of poverty.

Keep the joy of loving God in your heart and share this joy with all you meet especially your family. Be holy let us pray.

I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like, but I know that when we die and it comes time for God to judge us, he will not ask, 'How many good things have you done in your life?' rather he will ask, 'How much love did you put into what you did?'

Be happy in the moment, that's enough. Each moment is all we need, not more.

Do great in the small things.