Grant Me The Treasure Of Sublime Poverty.

I Believe That You, O Jesus, Are In The Most Holy Sacrament. I Love You And Desire You. Come Into My Heart. I Embrace You. Oh, Never Leave Me. May The Burning And Most Sweet Power Of Your Love, O Lord Jesus Christ, I Beseech You, Absorb My Mind That I May Die Through Love Of Your Love, Who Were Graciously Pleased To Die Through Love Of My Love.

Don't Canonize Me Too Soon. I'm Perfectly Capable Of Fathering A Child.

Where There Is Love And Wisdom, There Is Neither Fear Nor Ignorance. Where There Is Patience And Humility, There Is Neither Anger Nor Annoyance. Where There Is Poverty And Joy, There Is Neither Cupidity Nor Avarice. Where There Is Peace And Contemplation, There Is Neither Care Nor Restlessness. Where There Is The Fear Of God To Guard The Dwelling, There No Enemy Can Enter. Where There Is Mercy And Prudence, There Is Neither Excess Nor Harshness.

What You Are Looking For Is What Is Looking.

I Have Sinned Against My Brother The Ass.