The soul is like a violin string: it makes music only when it is stretched.

We can hold to the iron rod even if others slip away and a few end up mocking us from "the great and spacious building."

When great individuals move so marvelously along the straight and narrow path, it is unseemly of us to call attention to the fact that one of their shoelaces is untied as they make the journey.

Consecration thus constitutes the only unconditional surrender which is also a total victory!

Trying to observe the slow shift from self-centeredness to empathy is like trying to watch grass grow.

Those who believe for a while make only a brief tour in the kingdom, though thereafter they often feel qualified to inform those who know even less about the Church; but the fact is they were really only tourists - not natives who really knew the kingdom's countryside.

A patient willingness to defer dividends is a hallmark of individual maturity.