The greatest honor God can do a soul is not give it much; but to ask much of it.

When we are expecting only suffering, the least joy surprises us: Suffering itself becomes the greatest of joys when we seek it as a precious treasure.

At last there dawned the most beautiful day of all the days of my life. How perfectly I remember even the smallest details of those sacred hours! The joyful awakening, the reverent and tender embraces of my mistresses and older companions, the room filled with white frocks, like so many snowflakes, where each child was dressed in turn.

It's true, I suffer a great deal-but do I suffer well? That is the question.

I want to shine like a little candle before His altar.

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

It is love alone that counts.