Silence does good to the soul.

You must open a little, or rather raise on high your corolla so that the Bread of Angels may come as divine dew to strengthen you, and to give you all that is wanting to you.

No harm can come to me since, in whatever happens, I see only the tender hand of Jesus.

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.

Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love.

Nothing's done well when it's done out of self-interest.

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