Praised be the Lord, who has redeemed me from myself.

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.

It is love alone that gives worth to all things.

In light of heaven, the worst suffering on earth will be seen to be no more serious than one night in an inconvenient hotel.

To argue over who is the more noble is nothing more than to dispute whether dirt is better for making bricks or for making mortar.

All the troubles of the Church, all the evils in the world, flow from this source: that men do not by clear and sound knowledge and serious consideration penetrate into the truths of Sacred Scripture.

Every part of the journey is of importance to the whole.