By our little acts of charity practiced in the shade we convert souls far away, we help missionaries, we win for them abundant alms; and by that means build actual dwellings spiritual and material for our Eucharistic Lord.

Whose hands are God's hands, but our hands?

When I die, I will send down a shower of roses from the heavens,I will spend my heaven by doing good on earth.

I want to give myself totally to Him...I want to live no longer but for Him.

I will spend my heaven doing good on earth.

The science of loving, yes, that's the only kind of science I want I'd barter away everything I possess to win it.

As the sun shines both on the cedar and the smallest flower, so the Divine sun illumines each soul.