What do I love when I love my God?

God is more anxious to bestow his blessings on us than we are to receive them.

Cantare amantis est ... Singing belongs to one who loves." (s. 336, 1 – PL 38, 1472).

The love of our neighbor hath its bounds in each man's love of himself.

Nothing so clearly distinguishes a spiritual man as his treatment of an erring brother.

My love for you, Lord, is not an uncertain feeling, but a matter of concious certainty. With your word you pierced my heart, and I loved you. But heaven and earth and everything in them on all sides tell me to love you.

You say to me 'Show me your God.' I answer you, 'Everything you see in your heart that might sadden God, remove.'