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Fear nothing and be ever joyous...The love of God raises us above our weaknesses. It is He who renders us strong and intrepid.

... When there is union of love, the image of the Beloved is so sketched in the will and drawn so vividly, that it is true to say that the Beloved lives in the lover and the lover in the Beloved...The reason is, that in the union and transformation of love, each gives possession of self to the other, and each leaves and exchanges self for the other. Thus each one lives in the other and is the other, and both are one in the transformation of love.

A Carmelite sanctifies herself in order to make all the Church's members holy... Let's live intimately united with Him, since one who loves tends to be united with the one loved. The fusing of two souls is done through love.

Love is swift, sincere, pious, pleasant and delightful; strong, patient, faithful, prudent, long-suffering, courageous, and never seeking itself: for where a man seeks himself, there he falls from love.

When we see how wretched we are we should not keep looking at ourselves, but should look on our Well-Beloved Jesus.

His Majesty couldn't grant us a greater favor than to give us a life that would be an imitation of the life His beloved Son lived.

Today I had the joy of offering Jesus several sacrifices with respect to my dominant fault, but how much they cost me! There I recognized my weakness. When I am unjustly reproved, I feel as though the blood were boiling in my veins. My whole being rises in revolt! ... but Our Lord was with me. I heard His voice deep down in my heart and then I was ready to bear everything for love of Him.

If you knew how good it is to love God and give Him what He asks, above all when it costs us something, you would not be so slow to listen to me. At first you will be aware only of the sacrifice, but later you will experience a delightful peace.

I want to have a character that is strong. I'll never allow myself to be led by feelings or by my heart but by reason and conscience.

Since He is always with me, prayer, the heart to heart exchange, should never end...I think that we must be so simple with God!

Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing.

O Jesus, of what use will my flowers be to You? Ah! I know very well that this fragrant shower, these fragile, worthless petals, these songs of love from the littlest of hearts will charm You. Yes, these nothings will please You. They will bring a smile to the Church Triumphant.