From moment to moment one can bear much.

Much more is accomplished by a single word of the Our Father said, now and then, from our heart, than by the whole prayer repeated many times in haste and without attention.

After you die, you wear what you are.

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

It is no small misfortune and disgrace that, through our own fault, we neither understand our nature nor our origin.

One must not think that a person who is suffering is not praying. He is offering up his sufferings to God, and many a time he is praying much more truly than one who goes away by himself and meditates his head off, and, if he has squeezed out a few tears, thinks that is prayer.

One always goes on as one begins.