Patience obtains everything.
It is the nature of love to work in a thousand different ways.
So dearly does His Majesty love us that He will reward our love for our neighbor by increasing the love which we bear to Himself, and that in a thousand ways.
After you die, you wear what you are.
I am afraid that if we begin to put our trust in human help, some of our Divine help will fail us.
Christ does not force our will, He only takes what we give Him. But He does not give Himself entirely until He sees that we yield ourselves entirely to Him.