Christ has no body now on earth but yours, no hands, no feet but yours. Yours are the eyes with which Christ looks out his compassion to the world. Yours are the feet with which he is to go about doing good. Yours are the hands with which he is to bless us now.

Those who in fact risk all for God will find that they have both lost all and gained all.

Seldom or never is a poor man honored by the world; however worthy of honor he may be, he is apt rather to be despised by it.

Patient endurance attends to all things.

Holy church-that mother who is also a queen because she is a king's bride.

Contemplative prayer [oración mental] in my opinion is nothing else than a close sharing between friends; it means taking time frequently to be alone with him who we know loves us.

Blessed be He, Who came into the world for no other purpose than to suffer.