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

Sufferings gladly borne for others convert more people than sermons.

The country in which I live is not my native country, that lies elsewhere, and it must always be the center of my longings.

What a joy to remember that she is our Mother! Since she loves us and knows our weakness, what have we to fear?

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

I am simply content to find myself always imperfect, and in this I find my joy. Good deeds count as nothing, if done without love.

My vocation, at last I have found it; my vocation is love.