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Let us live with God as with a friend, let us make our faith a living faith in order to be in communion with Him through everything, for that is what makes saints.

We carry our heaven within us, since He who completely satisfies every longing of the glorified souls in the light of the Beatific Vision, is giving Himself to us in faith and mystery.

When Jesus made in me His dwelling place,
When God took possession of my heart,
So well that since that hour,
Since that mysterious colloquy,
That divine and delicious meeting,
I have aspired to nothing else but to give my life
In order to return a bit of His great love
To the Beloved of the Eucharist
Who reposed in my feeble heart,
Inundating it with all of his favors.

Really believe that in His love He has his own plans for you, and that if He asks so many sacrifices of you, it is in order to give you much.

When your soul is burdened and fatigued by the weight of your body, don't be discouraged. Rather go by faith and love to Him who said: "Come to me and I will refresh you."

It is by the Blood of the cross that He will make peace in my little heaven, so that it may truly be the repose of the Three. He will fill me with Himself; He will bury me with Him; He will make me live again with Him, by His life.

Think how Our Lady must have felt when, after the Incarnation, she possessed within her the Incarnate Word, the gift of God! In what depths of silence, of recollection, of adoration, she must have lived in the center of her soul, in order to embrace that God whose Mother she was! He is in us. Let us keep close to Him in that silence, that love of the Virgin Mother.

May God who is all love be your unchanging dwelling place, your cell, your cloister in the midst of the world.

St. Catherine of Siena loved to say in the silence of her soul: "I am sought, I am loved." That is what is true.

Pay no attention to whether you feel joyful or dejected. Only remember that He does not change.

Let us be wholly His...Let us be invaded...that He may be the Life of our life, and we may consciously remain day and night under His divine action.

The Divine good pleasure ought to be one’s nourishment, one’s daily bread; one ought to abandon oneself to be immolated by all the intentions of the Father, in the image of His adored Christ, and each incident, each event, each suffering, as each joy, is a sacrament given by God. Then one does not make more of the differences between them, one surmounts, surpasses them so as to abide above all in the Master Himself.