There is no greater misery than false joys.
The reason for our loving God is God.
Let us not imagine that we obscure the glory of the Son by the great praise we lavish on the Mother; for the more she is honored, the greater is the glory of her Son. There can be no doubt that whatever we say in praise of the Mother gives equal praise to the Son.
First learn to love yourself, and then you can love me.
The tears of those repenting are the wine of angels.
A truly obedient man does not discriminate between one thing and another, since his only aim is to execute faithfully whatever may be assigned to him.
What of the souls already released from their bodies? We believe that they are overwhelmed in that vast sea of eternal light and of luminous eternity.
God has aroused the spirit of kings and princes to root up from the earth the enemies of the Christian name. Therefore gird yourselves manfully and take up joyful arms for the name of Christ.
God will become visible as God’s image is reborn in you.
I have no other masters than the beeches and the oaks.
From the best bliss that earth imparts, we turn unfilled to Thee again.
Let us then cast ourselves at the feet of this good Mother, and embracing them let us not depart until she blesses us, and accepts us for her children.
Prayer is a wine which makes glad the heart of man.
Persecution shows who is a hireling, and who a true pastor.
Vines and trees will teach you that which you will never learn from masters.
Nothing can work me damage except myself.
It’s not as if grace did one half of the work and free choice the other; each does the whole work, in its own peculiar contribution. Grace does the whole work, and so does free choice – with this one qualification: That whereas the whole is done in free choice, so is the whole done of grace.
Humility in furs is better than pride in tunics.
Love is alone sufficient by itself, it pleases by itself and for it’s own sake. It is itself a merit, and itself it’s own recompense. It seeks neither cause, nor consequences beyond itself. It is its own fruit, its own object and usefulness. I love because I love you, I love that I may love.
Whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s.
Humility is, of all graces, the chiefest when it does not know itself to be a grace at all.