There is a school in Heaven, and there one has only to learn how to love. The school is in the Cenacle; the Teacher is Jesus; the matter taught is His Flesh and His Blood

If I saw the gates of hell open and I stood on the brink of the abyss, I would not despair; I would not lose hope of mercy, because I would trust in you, my God.

If you really want to love Jesus, first learn to suffer, because suffering teaches you to love.

Can You see that as soon as the day breaks I think of You? As evening comes, I am near You. I am near You at every moment. I love You, Jesus!

'Look Daughter, and learn how to love' and He showed me His five open wounds.

Jesus, Food of strong souls, strengthen me, purify me, make me godlike

Oh if everyone knew how beautiful Jesus is how amiable He is! Fhey would all die from love.

If I saw the gates of hell open and I stood on the brink of the abyss I would not despair I would not lose hope of mercy because I would trust in You my God.

These are our neighbours, our co-workers, friends' children... the problem is closer than you think, but so is the solution.

The mist hung in the air like a prancing unicorn.

I don't buy a lot when I travel, but when I do, I like to send gifts from wherever I am. It's fun to find the local post office.

What would bring about a revival of epic proportion?

I think by writing about a place with great specificity, you manage to make it universal.

I grew up in a dictatorship, where you couldn't talk about difficult situations - there was this culture of silence. We would run into a problem and have no one to talk to.

Before healing others, heal yourself

I've definitely become much more aware of physical stunts.

I am often asked which picture is my favorite. This is like asking a mother which child she likes the most.

A crowd of fellow-sufferers is a miserable kind of comfort.