Prayer is a friendly conversation with the One we know loves us.

Everything seems to me to pass so quickly that we must concentrate on how to die rather than on how to live. How sweet it is to die if one has lived on the Cross with Christ.

How often I failed in my duty to God, because I was not leaning on the strong pillar of prayer.

To have courage for whatever comes in life - everything lies in that.

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

We bloomed in Spring. Our bodies are the leaves of God. The apparent seasons of life and death our eyes can suffer; but our souls, dear, I will just say this forthright: they are God Himself, we will never perish until He does.

Patient endurance / Attaineth to all things.