Quotes

Words of the saints on faith, prayer, love and suffering.

We live in an age of inventions… the lift that must raise me to Heaven is your arms, O Jesus!

I left without drum or trumpet.

I love only simplicity; I loathe pretending.

Don’t think that when I’m in Heaven I’ll drop roast larks into your mouths.

How can he say I’m patient? It’s a lie!

I am a little seed; no one yet knows what will come out of it.