Apart from the Office [the daily prayer of the Church] which is a daily joy, I do not have the courage to search through books for beautiful prayers. ... Unable either to say them all or to choose between them, I do as a child would who cannot read - I just say what I want to say to God, quite simply, and he never fails to understand.

Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing.

My vocation, at last I have found it; my vocation is love.

It is love alone that counts.

Whose hands are God's hands, but our hands?

If I did not simply live from one moment to another, it would be impossible for me to be patient, but I only look at the present, I forget the past, and I take good care not to forestall the future.

It is only love which makes us acceptable to God.