He who can preserve gentleness amid pains, and peace amid worry multitude of affairs, is almost perfect.

Let us think only of spending the present day well. Then when tomorrow shall have come, it will be called today, and then we will think about it.

What son would not bring his mother back to life and would not bring her into paradise after her death if he could?

Cook the truth in charity until it tastes sweet.

Make sickness itself a prayer.

Let is walk ... joyously, dear souls, among the difficulties of this passing life ... These pains will have an end when our life ends, after which there will be only joy, only contentment, only eternal consolation.

Be who you are and be that well.