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It is the nature of perfect love to seek or accept nothing for itself, to attribute nothing to itself, but to refer all to the Beloved. If this be true of earthly love, how much more so of the love of God...

No love is possible without the cross...and it is through crosses that love becomes fruitful, om condition that they be borne in a spirit of love, for without this spirit everything is sterile.

It is certain that the love of God does not consist in experiencing sweetness or tenderness of heart but in truly serving God in Justice, strength and humility.

Perseverance is required at first inn making a habit of converse with God and of referring all we do to Him, but after a little His love moves us to it without any difficulty.

Remember that our sweet Jesus is there in the Tabernacle expressly for you and you alone. Remember that He burns with the desire to enter your heart. Do not listen to the enemy. Laugh him to scorn, and go without fear to receive Jesus, the God of peace and of love...

Other penitential practices and other mortifications are useful only in so far as they promote union with God through Love.

If we live and move in God, it does not seem to me that His company and His love can hinder us from moving and working externally.

Always believe in Love. If you have to suffer, think that you are even more loved, and always sing in thanksgiving. He is so jealous for the beauty of your soul.... That is all He has in view.

You ask me for a method of attaining perfection. I know of Love and Love only! Our hearts are made for it alone. Sometimes I endeavor to find some other word for love; but in a land of exile words which have a beginning and an end are quite unable to render adequately the emotions of the soul, and so we must keep to the one simple word-Love.

For He truly loves you with the desire of being Himself all your company.

O sweetest love of God, too little known, he who has found thee is at rest.

Let's love Jesus who has loved us so much. With this thought let's come frequently before His tabernacle each day. He is always looking at us and desiring that we love Him. He lives there more poorly than He did when in Bethlehem, more helpless than when He was a child. He can do nothing for Himself, and yet He is Life itself.