The Final Word Is Love.

I Felt That The Church Was The Church Of The Poor,... But At The Same Time, I Felt That It Did Not Set Its Face Against A Social Order Which Made So Much Charity In The Present Sense Of The Word Necessary. I Felt That Charity Was A Word To Choke Over. Who Wanted Charity? And It Was Not Just Human Pride But A Strong Sense Of Man's Dignity And Worth, And What Was Due To Him In Justice, That Made Me Resent, Rather Than Feel Pround Of So Mighty A Sum Total Of Catholic Institutions.

How Necessary It Is To Cultivate A Spirit Of Joy. It Is A Psychological Truth That The Physical Acts Of Reverence And Devotion Make One Feel Devout. The Courteous Gesture Increases One's Respect For Others. To Act Lovingly Is To Begin To Feel Loving, And Certainly To Act Joyfully Brings Joy To Others Which In Turn Makes One Feel Joyful. I Believe We Are Called To The Duty Of Delight.

Love And Ever More Love Is The Only Solution To Every Problem That Comes Up.

Paperwork, Cleaning The House, Dealing With The Innumerable Visitors Who Come All Through The Day, Answering The Phone, Keeping Patience And Acting Intelligently, Which Is To Find Some Meaning In All That Happens-these Things, Too, Are The Works Of Peace, And Often Seem Like A Very Little Way.

We Must Recognize The Fact That Many Nazis, Marxists And Fascists Believe Passionately In Their Fundamental Rightness, And Allow Nothing To Hinder Them From Their Goal In The Pursuit Of Their Mission.