When one loves, one does not calculate.
Let us love, since our heart is made for nothing else.
It is my weakness that gives me all my strength.
The guest of our soul knows our misery; He comes to find an empty tent within us - that is all He asks.
Even now I know it: yes, all my hopes will be fulfilled... yes... the Lord will work wonders for me which will surpass infinitely my immeasurable desires.
I would prefer a thousand times to receive reproofs than to give them to others.