Each small task of everyday life is part of the total harmony of the universe.

I realized that to become a saint one must suffer a great deal, always seek what is best, and forget oneself.

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

You know well that Our Lord does not look so much at the greatness of our actions, nor even at their difficulty, as at the love with which we do them.

Jesus makes the bitterest mouthful taste sweet.

Love consumes us only in the measure of our self-surrender.

We who run in the way of Love must never torment ourselves about anything. If I did not suffer minute by minute, it would be impossible for me to be patient; but I see only the present moment, I forget the past, and take good care not to anticipate the future. If we grow disheartened, if sometimes we despair, it is because we have been dwelling on the past or the future.