I desire to unite Myself to human souls, Know, My daughter, that when I come to a human heart in Holy Communion, My hands are full of all kinds of graces which I want to give to the soul. But souls do not even pay any attention to Me; they leave Me to Myself and busy themselves with other things. . . They treat Me as a dead object.
Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.