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How they came to disturb me after Communion! They stared me in the face... but in order not to be provoked, I thought of Our Lord, who retreated into solitude and was unable to prevent the people from following Him there. And He didn’t want to send them away. I wanted to imitate Him by receiving the Sisters kindly.

He who loves is not ashamed before men of what he does for God, neither does he hide it through shame though the whole world should condemn it.

In times of aridity when I am incapable of praying, of practicing virtue, I seek little opportunities, mere trifles, to give pleasure to Jesus; for instance a smile, a pleasant word when inclined to be silent and to show weariness. If I find no opportunities, I at least tell Him again and again that I LOVE HIM; that is not difficult and it keeps alive the fire in my heart. Even though this fire of love might seem extinct, I would throw little straws upon the embers and I am certain it would rekindle.

My God, I desire nothing save to become your perfect image; and since yours was a hidden life of humiliation, love and sacrifice, so also I wish mine to be. I desire to enclose myself henceforth within your most loving Heart as in a desert, so that I may live in you, and with you, and for you, this hidden life of love and sacrifice.

O my Three, my All, my Beatitude, infinite Solitude, Immensity in which I lose myself, I surrender myself to You as Your prey. Bury Yourself in me that I may bury myself in You until I depart to contemplate in Your light the abyss of Your greatness.

What we need most in order to make progress is to be silent before this great God with our appetite and with our tongue, for the language he best hears is silent love.

The more you feel your weakness, your difficulty in being recollected, the more the Master seems to hide Himself, the more you should rejoice, for then you are giving Him something, and is it not more blessed to give than to receive, when one loves?

By contrast with the lethargy that comes from lack of vital energy, resting in God is something completely new and unique. The former was dead silence. Now it is replaced by the feeling of being safe, of being relieved from all anxiety and responsibility and obligation to act. And as I surrender myself to this feeling, little by little new life begins to fill me, and to stimulate me – without any exercise of my will – to new activity.

In Heaven it will be my task to attract souls by helping them to depart from themselves so they can cling to God in a completely simple and loving movement, to keep them in a great inner silence that permits God to impress Himself on them and to change them into Himself.

O my God, the more gently you touch, the more you are hidden in the purified souls of those who have made themselves aliens on earth, and whom you hide in the secret of your face.

I wish to be wholly silent, wholly adoring, so that I may enter into Him more deeply and be so filled with Him that I can give Him through prayer to those poor souls who are unaware of the gift of God.

The very pure spirit does not bother about the regard of others or human respect, but communes inwardly with God, alone and in solitude as to all forms, and with delightful tranquility, for the knowledge of God is received in divine silence.