the storm thunders at my heart; I find it difficult to believe in the existence of anything except the clouds which limit my horizon.

Sufferings gladly borne for others convert more people than sermons.

i can nourish myself on nothing but truth

The value of life does not depend upon the place we occupy. It depends upon the way we occupy that place.

My soul experienced a peace so sweet, so deep, it would be impossible to express it.

Heaven for me is hidden in a little Host Where Jesus, my Spouse, is veiled for love. I go to that Divine Furnace to draw out life, And there my Sweet Saviour listens to me night and day.

If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.