Life is a night spent in an uncomfortable inn.
Lord, how Thou dost afflict Thy lovers!
God is even kinder than you think.
Patient endurance attends to all things.
One always goes on as one begins...
The life of the spirit is not our life, but the life of God within us.
Christ has no body now on earth but yours.
It constantly happens that the Lord permits a soul to fall so that it may grow humbler.
How is it that there are not many who are led by sermons to forsake open sin? Do you know what I think? That is because preachers have too much worldly wisdom.
Never compare one person with another: comparisons are odious.
The life of prayer is just love to God, and the custom of being ever with Him.
To converse with You, O King of glory, no third person is needed, You are always ready in the Sacrament of the Altar to give audience to all. All who desire You always find You there, and converse with You face to face.
Everything seems to me to pass so quickly that we must concentrate on how to die rather than on how to live. How sweet it is to die if one has lived on the Cross with Christ.
Blessed be He, Who came into the world for no other purpose than to suffer.
Truth suffers, but never dies.
Patience obtains everything.
For, as I said a little way back, perfect souls are in no way repelled by trials, but rather desire them and pray for them and love them. They are like soldiers: the more wars there are, the better they are pleased, because they hope to emerge from them with the greater riches.
Never do anything which you could not do in the sight of all.
Be gentle to all, and stern with yourself.
Tear your heart away from everything else; then seek God and you will surely find him.
O Lord, all our troubles come to us because we do not have our eyes fixed on you. If only we looked at the path we’re walking, we would soon arrive. But, we stumble and fall a thousand times and we stray because we do not set our eyes on the true Way.