People say, “What is the sense of our small effort?” They cannot see that we must lay one brick at a time, take one step at a time.
They cannot see that we must lay one brick at a time, take one step at a time.
We have all known the long loneliness and we have learned that the only solution is love and that love comes with community.
Don’t call me a saint. I don’t want to be dismissed so easily.
Love casts out fear, but we have to get over the fear in order to get close enough to love them.
We cannot build up the idea of the apostolate of the laity without the foundation of the liturgy.
The greatest challenge of the day is: how to bring about a revolution of the heart.
Women think with their whole bodies and they see things as a whole more than men do.
Food for the body is not enough. There must be food for the soul.
I have long since come to believe that people never mean half of what they say, and that it is best to disregard their talk and judge only their actions.
Words are as strong and powerful as bombs, as napalm.
As for ourselves, yes, we must be meek, bear injustice, malice, rash judgment. We must turn the other cheek, give up our cloak, go a second mile.