We see past time in a telescope and present time in a microscope. Hence the apparent enormities of the present.

Love partakes of the soul itself. it is of the same nature. like it, it is a divine spark, like it, it is incorruptible, indivisible, imperishable, it is the point of fire which is within us, which is immortal and infinite, which nothing can limit and nothing can extinguish.

Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they cannot write; nevertheless they find countless mysterious ways of corresponding, by sending each other the song of birds, the scent of flowers, the laughter of children.

The first proof of charity in a priest, and especially a bishop, is poverty.

I am not in the world to care for my life, but for souls.

One sees qualities at a distance and defects at close range.

The most beautiful of altars, he said, is the soul of an unhappy creature consoled and thankfing God.