My good works, however wretched and imperfect, have been made better and perfected by Him Who is my Lord: He has rendered them meritorious. As to my evil deeds and my sins, He hid them at once. The eyes of those who saw them, He made even blind; and He has blotted them out of their memory.

Holy church-that mother who is also a queen because she is a king's bride.

Life is a night spent in an uncomfortable inn.

Our souls may lose their peace and even disturb other people's, if we are always criticizing trivial actions - which often are not real defects at all, but we construe them wrongly through our ignorance of their motives.

I only wish I could write with both hands, so as not to forget one thing while I am saying another.

In all created things discern the providence and wisdom of God, and in all things give Him thanks.

May God protect me from gloomy saints.