We Must Fear God Out Of Love,

Be Patient With Everyone, But Above All With Yourself. I Mean, Do Not Be Disturbed Because Of Your Imperfections, And Always Rise Up Bravely From A Fall. I Am Glad That You Make A Daily New Beginning; There Is No Better Means Of Progress In The Spiritual Life Than To Be Continually Beginning Afresh, And Never To Think That We Have Done Enough.

When The Bee Has Gathered The Dew Of Heaven And The Earth's Sweetest Nectar From The Flowers, It Turns It Into Honey, Then Hastens To Its Hive. In The Same Way, The Priest, Having Taken From The Altar The Son Of God (who Is As The Dew From Heaven, And True Son Of Mary, Flower Of Our Humanity), Gives Him To You As Delicious Food.

Many Would Be Willing To Have Afflictions Provided That They Not Be Inconvenienced By Them.

You Can Attract More Bees With A Spoonful Of Sugar Than A Cupful Of Vinegar.

Go In All Simplicity; Do Not Be Anxious To Win A Quiet Mind, And It Will Be All The Quieter. Do Not Examine So Closely Into The Progress Of Your Soul. Do Not Crave Too Much To Be Perfect, But Let Your Spiritual Life Beformed By Your Duties, And By The Actions Which Are Called Forth By Circumstances.