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I assure you that God is much better than you believe. He is content with a glance, a sigh of love. As for me, I find perfection very easy to practice because I have understood it as a matter of taking Jesus by His Heart.

I understand clearly that through love alone can we become pleasing to God, and my sole ambition is to acquire it.

Jesus has shown me the only way that leads to the fire of divine love: it is that of a little child who, full of trust, falls asleep in its father's arms.

Our good God ardently desires to give us the great treasure of His love; but He wants us to ask Him for it insistently, and to act in such a way that each work we perform will be a request for this love.

O you who do not dare draw near to Him, make the test and prove how good and generous is our most loving God!

You should voyage on the stormy sea of life with the abandonment and love of a child who knows that its father loves it and will not forsake it in the hour of danger.

The soul, because its searching for the Beloved is real and its love great, will not leave undone anything it can do itself. The soul that really loves God is not easygoing in its efforts to find the Son of God, the Beloved. Even when it has done all it can it is still unsatisfied, feeling it has done nothing.

How sweet is the way of love. True, one can fall or commit infidelities, but, knowing how to draw profit from everything, love quickly consumes everything that can be displeasing to Jesus; it leaves nothing but a humble and profound peace in the depths of the heart.

The soul loses itself, making no account whatever of itself but of the Beloved, resigning itself freely into His hands without any self-seeking. It holds everything of no value unless it serves the beloved.

He to whom you gave me is Love and Charity, and He is teaching me to love as He does.  He is giving me His love to love you with!

Isn't love shown in sacrifice? When I think about Jesus' love, then everything I can offer him seems to me so little.

I have no other means of proving my love for you other than that of strewing flowers, that is, not allowing one little sacrifice to escape, not one look, one word, profiting by all the smallest things and doing them through love.