If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
Go often to Holy Communion. Go very often! This is your one remedy.
I want to shine like a little candle before His altar.
My whole strength lies in prayer and sacrifice, these are my invincible arms; they can move hearts far better than words, I know it by experience.
The guest of our soul knows our misery; He comes to find an empty tent within us - that is all He asks.
Look at His adorable face. Look at His glazed and sunken eyes. Look at His wounds. Look Jesus in the Face. There, you will see how He loves us.