God's heart is the most sensitive and tender of all. No act goes unnoticed, no matter how insignificant or small.

Conformity to a sick society is to be sick.

Nothing disciplines the inordinate desires of the flesh like service, and nothing transforms the desires of the flesh like serving in hiddenness. The flesh whines against service but screams against hidden service. It strains and pulls for honour and recognition. It will devise subtle, religiously acceptable means to call attention to the service rendered. If we stoutly refuse to give in to this lust of the flesh, we crucify it. Every time we crucify the flesh, we crucify our pride and arrogance.

In the same way that a small child cannot draw a bad picture so a child of God cannot offer a bad prayer.

Countless people pray far more than they know. Often they have such a "stained-glass" image of prayer that they fail to recognize what they are experiencing as prayer and so condemn themselves for not praying.

In spiritual direction there is absolutely no domination or control.

Let's discipline ourselves so that our words are few and full.