The soul of the just man is but a paradise, in which, God tells us, He takes His delight. What do you imagine, must that dwelling be in which a King so mighty, so wise, and so pure, containing in Himself all good, can delight to rest? Nothing can be compared to the great beauty and capabilities of a soul; however keen our intellects may be, they are as unable to comprehend them as to comprehend God, for, as He told us, He created us in his own image and likeness.

It is not so essential to think much as to love much.

Whoever has not begun the practice of prayer, I beg for the love of the Lord not to go without so great a good. There is nothing here to fear but only something to desire.

The life of prayer is just love to God, and the custom of being ever with Him.

From heaven even the most miserable life will look like one bad night at an inconvenient hotel.

It is a dangerous thing to be satisfied with ourselves.

Do you think it is only a little thing to possess a house from which lovely things can be seen?