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

We need no wings to go in search of Him, but have only to look upon Him present within us.

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.

The tree that is beside the running water is fresher and gives more fruit.

It is not a matter of thinking a great deal but of loving a great deal, so do whatever arouses you most to love.

From silly devotions and from sour-faced saints, good Lord, deliver us.

Those who in fact risk all for God will find that they have both lost all and gained all.