I Made You, Dear, And All I

A Soul Which Gives Itself To Prayer, Either Much Or Little, Should On No Account Be Kept Within Narrow Bounds.

Be Kind To All And Severe To Thyself.

I Have Often Thought With Wonder Of The Great Goodness Of God; And My Soul Has Rejoiced In The Contemplation Of His Great Magnificence And Mercy. May He Be Blessed For Ever! For I See Clearly That He Has Not Omitted To Reward Me, Even In This Life, For Every One Of My Good Desires.

The Life Of Prayer Is Just Love To God, And The Custom Of Being Ever With Him.

All Things Pass... Patience Attains All It Strives For.