We're all works of art in progress.
No created mind, no created heart, no human force is capable of knowing how much love the Heart of Mary had for the Lord.
Without doubt, the Lord grants all favors which are asked of Him in Mass, provided they be fitting for us.
Everything has its drawbacks, as the man said when his mother-in-law died, and they came down upon him for the funeral expenses.
Early impressions are hard to eradicate from the mind. When once wool has been dyed purple, who can restore it to its previous whiteness?
Martyrdom does not consist only in dying for one's faith. Martyrdom also consists in serving God with love and purity of heart every day of one's life
For it is good to cleave to God, and to put our hopes in the Lord, so that, when we have exchanged this poor life for the kingdom of heaven, we may cry aloud: 'Whom have I in heaven but thee? There is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. ' Assuredly, when we have found such wealth in heaven, we may well grieve to have sought after poor passing pleasures here on earth.
Snowboarding is a spawn of skating, and skating is my passion.
For it must be very lonely being dead.
The man I am will always raise a protest against the man I wanted to be and the two will live together to the end, but the man I wanted to be will be the one on whom judgement will be passed.
The task ahead of us is never as great as the power behind us.