The worst defect in the world would be to consider yourself free from faults. Being too greatly saddened by one's faults can come from having one's pride humiliated.

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!

God alone and the desire of His glory - nothing else matters.

The dear Lord has favored us with a share of His cross. The greatest and undoubtedly the hardest to bear is the lack of success in our work here. If a saint had been in charge, all would have gone well.

Really, it is the Lord who carries the cross, for He knows how to make the soul content with little or no consolation and always to find strength in the words..."Thy will be done."

Profit by the little trials that come to you, for through them we make real progress.

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.