The cross is a precious treasure to be kept secret, lest we be robbed of it.

Go courageously to God, along the way He has traced out for you, steadfastly embracing the means He offers you.

Keep your heart in peace and let nothing trouble you, not even your faults. You must humble yourself and amend them peacefully, without being discouraged or cast down, for God's dwelling is in peace.

Cling to God, and leave all the rest to Him: He will not let you perish. Your soul is very dear to Him, He wishes to save it.

May faith be the torch which illuminates, animates, and sustains you.

We must never be discouraged or give way to anxiety. . . but ever have recourse to the adorable Heart of Jesus.

I need nothing but God, and to lose myself in the heart of God.

Look upon yourself as a tree planted beside the water, which bears its fruit in due season; the more it is shaken by the wind, the deeper it strikes its roots into the ground.

Let every knee bend before Thee, O greatness of my God, so supremely humbled in the Sacred Host. May every heart love Thee, every spirit adore Thee and every will be subject to Thee!

My greatest happiness is to be before the Blessed Sacrament, where my heart is, as it were, in Its center.

But above all preserve peace of heart. This is more valuable than any treasure.

Burning her husband's bed was a mistake. Alison could see that now.

There is nothing at all to be done about it, There is nothing to do about anything.

I know people. Most have no earthly notion of the price of a snow-white conscience.

Never give up on anyone. And that includes not giving up on yourself.

My mom called me up and said you almost had that one, moms are the greatest, you can't do wrong by your Mom. She blames it on everybody else but me.

It appears to me that if one wants to make progress in mathematics, one should study the masters and not the pupils.

I was sailing from tedium to apathy with a side trip to torpor.

Happy can make you money, but money can't make you happy.

My philosophy is that it's better to explore life and make mistakes than to play it safe and not to explore at all.

The Attic warbler pours her throat, Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of spring.