The science of loving, yes, that's the only kind of science I want I'd barter away everything I possess to win it.

For me, prayer means launching out of the heart towards God; it means lifting up one's eyes, quite simply, to heaven, a cry of grateful love, from the crest of joy or the trough of despair; it's a vast, supernatural force which opens out my heart, and binds me close to Jesus.

For me to love you, Jesus, as you love me, I would have to borrow your own love and then only would I be at rest.

Love is a universe of its own, comprising all time and space.

The great majority of men use their own short-sighted ideas as a yardstick for measuring the divine omnipotence.

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.

What a joy to remember that she is our Mother! Since she loves us and knows our weakness, what have we to fear?