We can do nothing ourselves; God must do it. To speak to Him thus is easier by nature for woman than for man because a natural desire lives in her to give herself completely to someone.

Let go of your plans. The first hour of your morning belongs to God. Tackle the day's work that he charges you with, and he will give you the power to accomplish it.

The world doesn't need what women have, it needs what women are.

When you seek truth, you seek God whether you know it or not.

Do not accept anything as love which lacks truth.

Just take everything exactly as it is, put it in God's hands and leave it with Him.

The woman's soul is fashioned as a shelter in which other souls may unfold.

Those who remain silent are responsible.

Woman naturally seeks to embrace that which is living, personal, and whole. To cherish, guard, protect, nourish and advance growth is her natural, maternal yearning.

the deeper one is drawn into God, the more one must 'go out of oneself'; that is, one must go to the world in order to carry the divine life into it.

One cannot desire freedom from the Cross when one is especially chosen for the Cross.

To take hold of your mind, you must practice mindfulness of the mind. You must know how to observe and recognize the presence of every feeling and thought which arises in you.

I hate my smile - I think I look like an absolute wally when I smile, I really do.

Why have women passion, intellect, moral activity these, three and a place in society where no one of the three can be exercised?

The building of America has had its fair share of mistakes, but it's a constitution that's the jewel of democracy, the envy of many, and it's the most generous nation in the world.

The rule of the bourgeois democrats [in pre-federal Germany], from the very first, will carry within it the seeds of its own destruction

To build your house on the rock is to hear what Jesus says and obey. To be foolish and build your house on the sand is to hear and ignore.

The pleasure isn't in owning the person. The pleasure is this. Having another contender in the room with you.

Speaking of [Philip] Larkin, in his poem about the First World War he wrote something like, "Never such innocence, before or since, that turned itself to past without a word".

Nobody has a franchise on what is good.

You moan, "She left me." "He left me," Twenty more will come.