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

The devil put before me that I could not endure the trials of the religious life, because of my delicate nurture. I defended myself against him by alleging the trials which Christ endured, and that it was not much for me to suffer something for His sake; besides, He would help me to bear it.

We always find that those who walked closest to Christ were those who had to bear the greatest trials.

In the presence of Jesus in the Holy Sacrament we ought to be like the Blessed in heaven before the Divine Essence

God, deliver me from sullen saints.

For pity's sake, don't start meeting troubles halfway.

Humility must always be doing its work like a bee making honey in the hive: without humility all will be lost.