Our soul can find in the Blessed Sacrament all the joys and consolations it desires.

That is how His Majesty [the Lord] rewards our good works---I mean, by predisposing us to perform better ones.

It is here, my daughters, that love is to be found - not hidden away in corners but in the midst of occasions of sin. And believe me, although we may more often fail and commit small lapses, our gain will be incomparably the greater.

It is of great importance, when we begin to practise prayer, not to let ourselves be frightened by our own thoughts.

Jacob did not cease to be a Saint because he had to attend to his flocks.

A slight failing in one virtue is enough to put all the others to sleep.

The custom of speaking to God Almighty as freely as with a slave - caring nothing whether the words are suitable or not, but simply saying the first thing that comes to mind from being learnt by rote by frequent repetition - cannot be called prayer: God grant that no Christian may address Him in this manner.