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.

For me, prayer is a surge of the heart; it is a simple look turned toward heaven, it is a cry of recognition and of love, embracing both trial and joy.

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.

It is only love which makes us acceptable to God.

A heart given to God loses none of its natural tenderness; on the contrary, the more pure and divine it becomes, the more such tenderness increases.

Jesus does not demand great actions from us, but simply surrender and gratitude.

Love needs to be proved by action.