The cross reminds us that there is no true love without suffering, there is no gift of life without pain.

How could I bear a crown of gold when the Lord bears a crown of thorns? And bears it for me!

The best way not to find the bed too cold is to go to bed colder than the bed is.

I do not know your gods. Jesus Christ, the only Son of God, is my God. If you take my answer as an offense, cut off my tongue. Every part of my body is ready to suffer when God calls for this sacrifice.

Persecution shows who is a hireling, and who a true pastor.

God created shadows to better emphasize the light.

For one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever.

We always find that those who walked closest to Christ were those who had to bear the greatest trials.

When you feel the assaults of passion and anger, then is the time to be silent as Jesus was silent in the midst of His ignominies and sufferings.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.

He is a sane man who can have tragedy in his heart and comedy in his head.

You’ve got to be centered on Christ. It’s a work of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit forms Jesus within us. No cross? No crown. No pain? No gain. No way around it – if there was a shortcut, I’d know it and I’d tell ya.

I am the wheat of God, and am ground by the teeth of the wild beasts, that I may be found the pure bread of God.

The way Jesus shows you is not easy. Rather, it is like a path winding up a mountain. Do not lose heart! The steeper the road, the faster it rises towards ever wider horizons.

The sickness of a family member, friend or neighbor is a call to Christians to demonstrate true compassion, that gentle and persevering sharing in another’s pain.

Euthanasia and assisted suicide are never acceptable acts of mercy. They always gravely exploit the suffering and desperate, extinguishing life in the name of the ‘quality of life’ itself.

The Lord has turned all our sunsets into sunrise.

Apart from the cross, there is no other ladder by which we may get to heaven.

Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond the pain.

I will not live an instant that I do not live in love. Whoever loves does all things without suffering, or, suffering, loves his suffering.