God, deliver me from sullen saints.

God, deliver me from sullen saints.

Everything seems to me to pass so quickly that we must concentrate on how to die rather than on how to live. How sweet it is to die if one has lived on the Cross with Christ.

True perfection consists in the love of God and our neighbour, and the better we keep both these commandments, the more perfect we shall be.

If God should desire to raise us to the position of one who is an intimate and shares his secrets, we ought to accept this gladly.

Those seeking the life of the spirit should be cheerful and free, and not neglect recreation. Married people must act in conformity with their vocation--but their progress will of necessity be but the pace of a hen.

The true penance comes when God takes away the soul's health and strength for doing penance. Even though I have mentioned elsewhere the great pain this lack causes, the pain is much more intense here. All these things must come to the soul from its roots, from where it is planted.