(Whispered to a novice while standing in front of the convent library) Oh! I would have been sorry to have read all those books...If I had read them, I would have broken my head, and I would have wasted precious time that I could have employed very simply in loving God.

Do not fear to tell Jesus that you love Him even without feeling it. That is the way to force Jesus to help you, to carry you like a little child too feeble to walk.

I want to give myself totally to Him...I want to live no longer but for Him.

What offends Him and what wounds His Heart is the lack of confidence...Your heart is made to love Jesus, to love Him passionately...We have only the short moments of our life to love Jesus!

I prefer the monotony of obscure sacrifice to all ecstasies. To pick up a pin for love can convert a soul.

Love is nourished only by sacrifices, and the more a soul refuses natural satisfactions, the stronger and more disinterested becomes her tenderness.

Jesus does not demand great actions from us, but simply surrender and gratitude.

I felt it better to speak to God than about Him.

I will send a shower of roses.