Take, Lord, and receive all my liberty, my memory, my understanding, my whole will, all I have and all I possess. You gave it all to me; to you, Lord, I return it. It is all yours: do with me entirely as you will. Give me your love and your grace: this is enough for me.

Teach us to give and not to count the cost.

It is not hard to obey when we love the one whom we obey.

We should always be disposed to believe that that which appears white is really black, if the hierarchy of the Church so decides.

True, I am in love with suffering, but I do not know if I deserve the honor.

Few souls understand what God would effect in them if they should give themselves entirely into his hands and allow his grace to act.