Your best servant is the person who does not attend so much to hearing what he himself wants as to willing what he has heard from you.

I heard Your voice from on high. "I am the food of the fully grown. Grow and you will feed on me. And you will not change Me into you, like the food of flesh eats. But you will be changed into Me.

You are my Lord, because You have no need of my goodness.

Love and say it with your life.

Every day my conscience makes confession relying on the hope of Your mercy as more to be trusted than its own innocence.

You never go away from us, yet we have difficulty in returning to You. Come, Lord, stir us up and call us back. Kindle and seize us. Be our fire and our sweetness. Let us love. Let us run.

Late have I loved you, O beauty ever ancient, ever new, late have I loved you!

Every disordered soul is its own punishment.

He cannot have God for his Father who will not have the Church for his mother.

He was not utterly unskilled in handling his own lack of training, and he refused to be rashly drawn into a controversy about those matters from which there would be no exit nor easy way of retreat. This was an additional ground for my pleasure. For the controlled modesty of a mind that admits limitations is more beautiful than the things I was anxious to know about.