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

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.

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

Love is nourished only by sacrifices, and the more a soul refuses natural satisfactions, the stronger and more disinterested becomes her tenderness.

Remember that in ascending to the Father You could not leave us orphans; And in making yourself a prisoner on earth You knew to veil all your divine rays. But the shadow of your veil is luminous and pure. Living Bread of faith, Celestial Food, O mystery of love! My daily Bread, Jesus, is You!... Jesus, it is you who, despite the blasphemies Of the enemies of the Sacrament of love, It is you who want to show how much you love me, Since you make your dwelling in my heart. O Bread of the exiled! Holy and Divine Host, It is no longer I who live, but I live on your life

The value of life does not depend upon the place we occupy. It depends upon the way we occupy that place.

For me to love you, Jesus, as you love me, I would have to borrow your own love and then only would I be at rest.