It is love alone that counts.

Let us not be justices of the peace, but angels of peace.

I prefer the monotony of obscure sacrifice to all ecstasies. To pick up a pin for love can convert a soul.

You heard me, only Friend whom I love. To ravish my heart, you became man. You shed your blood, what a supreme mystery!... And you still live for me on the Altar. If I cannot see the brilliance of your Face Or hear your sweet voice, O my God, I can live by your grace, I can rest on your Sacred Heart!

I want to give myself totally to Him...I want to live no longer but for Him.

Let us rise above the things that pass away. Up above, the air is so pure. Jesus can hide Himself but we will find Him there.

You know well that Our Lord does not look so much at the greatness of our actions, nor even at their difficulty, as at the love with which we do them.