Teach by works more than words.
Happy the heart where love has come to birth.
It is only mercenaries who expect to be paid by the day.
It is a dangerous thing to be satisfied with ourselves.
[On her father:] ... in losing him I lost my greatest blessing and comfort, for he was always that to me.
O my God, what must a soul be like when it is in this state! It longs to be all one tongue with which to praise the Lord. It utters a thousand pious follies, in a continuous endeavor to please Him who thus possesses it.