A word or a smile is often enough to put fresh life in a despondent soul.
How happy I am to see myself as imperfect and to be in need of God's mercy.
If I am despised by the world, If it considers me as nothing, A divine peace flood me. For I have the Host as my support. When I draw near the ciborium, All my sighs are heard... To be nothing is my glory. I am the atom of Jesus.
Discouragement itself is a form of pride.
Go often to Holy Communion. Go very often! This is your one remedy.
(Whispered to a novice while standing in front of the convent library) Oh! I would have been sorry to have read all those books...If I had read them, I would have broken my head, and I would have wasted precious time that I could have employed very simply in loving God.