God, deliver me from sullen saints.

Christ does not force our will, He only takes what we give Him. But He does not give Himself entirely until He sees that we yield ourselves entirely to Him.

Settle yourself in solitude, and you will come upon God in yourself.

Untilled soil, however fertile it may be, will bear thistles and thorns; so it is with man's mind.

We need no wings to go in search of Him, but have only to look upon Him present within us.

Be gentle and kind with every one, and severe with yourself.

Prayer is an act of love; words are not needed. Even if sickness distracts from thoughts, all that is needed is the will to love.