True perfection consists in the love of God and our neighbour, and the better we keep both these commandments, the more perfect we shall be.

I made you, dear, and all I make is perfect. Please come close, for I desire you.

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

How friendly we should all be with one another if nobody were interested in money and honor.

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.

God gave us faculties for our use; each of them will receive its proper reward. Then do not let us try to charm them to sleep, but permit them to do their work until divinely called to something higher.

There was the torture of sermons, and that not a slight one, for I was very fond of them.