He has created the poor savage with no guide but natural law, and it is to their hearts that He deigns to stoop. They are His wild flowers whose homeliness delights Him.

Let us love, since our heart is made for nothing else.

God would never inspire me with desires which cannot be realized; so in spite of my littleness, I can hope to be a saint.

Look at Him while He is looking at you.

If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.

Do you realize that Jesus is there in the tabernacle expressly for you- for you alone? He burns with the desire to come into your heart... don't listen to the demon, laugh at him, and go without fear to receive the Jesus of peace and love.

He has created the poor savage with no guide but natural law, and it is to their hearts that He deigns to stoop. They are His wild flowers whose homeliness delights Him.