Lord, I lean on You alone for strength. Give me your arm to support me, your shoulders to carry me, your breast on which to lay my head, your Cross to uphold me, your Eucharist to nourish me. On you Lord, I shall sleep and rest in peace.

How very beautiful and consoling our faith is! For the little work we do here on earth it promises in return all the joys of assured happiness.

Strength of character is certainly needed to face life in the world and to stand by right principles, especially in the age in which we live.

How truly blessed we shall be if at the price of even very great sacrifices we shall have made God known and loved by one more soul!

I live now in solitude and am able to use my time reflecting on the past and preparing for death. I cannot put away the thought of the Indians and in my ambition I fly to the Rockies.

We are entirely in the care of Divine Providence, and it is very sweet to remain so in peace. The Cross is never lacking; may it be our consolation.

The more I reflect on the graces I have received, the more they astonish me and make me tremble.