...Since in the centre of the soul there is a mansion reserved for God Himself...

Trust God that you are where you are meant to be.

I would write a thousand foolish things that one might be to the point, if only it might make us praise God more.

Tear your heart away from everything else; then seek God and you will surely find him.

The soul lets out some sighs — not great ones — because it can do no more; they are felt within.

The love of God does not consist in tears or in this delight ad tenderness, which for the greater part we desire and find consolation in; but it consists in serving with justice and fortitude of soil and in humility. Without such service it seems to me we would be receiving everything and giving nothing.

Let nothing disturb you, nothing frighten you, all things are passing, God is unchanging. Patience gains all; nothing is lacking to those who have God: God alone is sufficient.

After you die, you wear what you are.

Love makes labour light. Love alone gives value to all things.

My fondness for good books was my salvation.