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The cross and peace are my portion. But the cross and discouragement are the portion of the enemy and of those who listen to the enemy.

The proud person is like a grain of wheat thrown into water: it swells, it gets big. Expose that grain to the fire: it dries up, it burns. The humble soul is like a grain of wheat thrown into the earth: it descends, it hides itself, it disappears, it dies; but to revive in heaven.

There is a joy to be found in suffering when one thinks of eternal happiness.

My God, no one has sinned as I. And therefore do I rejoice and hope much, for the extent of Your mercy will be all the more clearly seen in me.

In heaven, the most beautiful souls are those that have sinned the most and repented. But they made use of their miseries like manure around the base of a tree.

I thirst, I thirst for Jesus alone! Happy the souls who suffer in secret, known to God alone! How I love a soul suffering with patience, hidden with God alone! Once you have given God something, you must never take it back.