You cannot be half a saint; you must be a whole saint or no saint at all.

I am simply content to find myself always imperfect, and in this I find my joy. Good deeds count as nothing, if done without love.

It is only love which makes us acceptable to God.

My whole strength lies in prayer and sacrifice, these are my invincible arms; they can move hearts far better than words, I know it by experience.

How I loved the feasts!.... I especially loved the processions in honor of the Blessed Sacrament. What a joy it was for me to throw flowers beneath the feet of God!... I was never so happy as when I saw my roses touch the sacred Monstrance.

Trials help us detach ourselves from the earth; they make us look higher than this world.

I am very far from practicing what I understand.