Ah, what a life is theirs who live in Christ; How vast the mystery! Reaching in height to heaven, and in its depth The unfathomed sea!

No truth can be said to be seen as it is until it is seen in its relation to all other truths. In this relation only is it true.

If the loss of your earthly fortune gains Christ for you, it will be a beautiful loss.

O happy life! life hid with Christ in God! So making me At home and by the wayside and abroad, Alone with Thee.

Much of my experience of life has cost me a great price and I wish to use it for strengthening and comforting other souls.

Sleep, baby, sleep. Thy father’s watching the sheep. Thy mother’s shaking the dreamland tree, and down drops a little dream for thee.

The question is not whether you ever gave yourself to God, but whether you are His now.

It sweetens every bit of work to think that I am doing it in humble, far-off, yet real imitation of Jesus.

The best convent for a woman is the seclusion of her own home. There she may find her vocation and fight her battles, and there she may learn the reality and the earnestness of life.

We must be wise taskmasters and not require of ourselves what we cannot possibly perform. Recreation we must have. Otherwise, the strings of our soul, wound up to an unnatural tension, will break.