I tell you that victory consists in conquering self. That is the greatest enemy.

Let us throw ourselves into the ocean of His goodness, where every failing will be canceled and anxiety turned into love.

Entrust yourself entirely to God. He is a Father and a most loving Father at that, who would rather let heaven and earth collapse than abandon anyone who trusted in him.

The Cross is the way to Paradise, but only when it is borne willingly.

Place your hopes in the mercy of God and the merits of our Redeemer; say often, looking at the crucifix: There are centered all my hopes.

Be very careful to retain peace of heart, because Satan casts his lines in troubled waters.

Make great account of your precious trials, both interior and exterior; it is thus that the garden of Jesus is adorned with flowers, that is, with acts of virtue.

If you correspond to the designs of God, He will make a saint of you.

Meditation on Jesus Christ crucified is a precious balm which sweetens all pains.

The Passion of Christ is the greatest and most stupendous work of Divine Love. The greatest and most overwhelming work of God's love.

As for me, I cannot understand how it is possible not to be always thinking of God.

You are always free when you have the ability to think.

They wanted me to sit, listen, learn, be quiet, when I wanted to run, shout, jump, fly.

We're all broken, but thats how the light shines through.

I think that the only way that you really keep it a secret is by not telling anyone.

It's practically my subject, my theme: solitude and community; the weirdness and terrors of solitude: the stifling and consolations of community. Also, the consolations of solitude.

When a great truth once gets abroad in the world, no power on earth can imprison it, or prescribe its limits, or suppress it. It is bound to go on till it becomes the thought of the world.

What could I say to you that would be of value, except that perhaps you seek too much, that as a result of your seeking you cannot find.

We find the Works of Nature still more pleasant, the more they resemble those of art.

Experience teaches us not to assume that the obvious is clearly understood

hearts are the strongest when they beat in response to noble ideals.