When Asked What He Would Do If

I Am More Afraid Of My Own Heart Than Of The Pope And All His Cardinals. I Have Within Me The Great Pope, Self.

The Devil...clutched Hold Of The Miserable Young Man...and Flew Off With Him Through The Ceiling, Since Which Time Nothing Has Been Heard Of Him.

As Long As A Man Is Persuaded That He Can Make Even The Smallest Contribution To His Salvation, He Remains Self-confident And Does Not Utterly Despair Of Himself, And So Is Not Humbled Before God. Such A Man Plans Out For Himself A Position, An Occasion, A Work, Which Shall Bring Him Final Salvation, But Which Will Not.

God's Love Gives In Such A Way That It Flows From A Father's Heart, The Well-spring Of All Good. The Heart Of The Giver Makes The Gift Dear And Precious; As Among Ourselves We Say Of Even A Trifling Gift, "it Comes From A Hand We Love," And Look Not So Much At The Gift As At The Heart.

Whoever Does Not Know God Hidden In Suffering Does Not Know God At All.