Hey, over the years you learn to forget things.
It is not so essential to think much as to love much.
Her heart is full of joy with love, for in the Lord her mind is stilled. She has renounced every selfish attachment and draws abiding joy and strength from the One within. She lives not for herself, but lives to serve the Lord of Love in all, and swims across the sea of life breasting its rough waves joyfully.
Whenever we think of Christ, we should recall the love that led Him to bestow on us so many graces and favors, and also the great love God showed in giving us in Christ a pledge of His love; for love calls for love in return. Let us strive to keep this always before our eyes and to rouse ourselves to love Him.
Mental prayer is nothing else but being on terms of friendship with God, frequently conversing in secret with Him.
Each of us has a soul, but we forget to value it. We don't remember that we are creatures made in the image of God. We don't understand the great secrets hidden inside of us.
No one should think or say anything of another which he would not wish thought or said of himself.
When I am writing a novel I try not to read great prose stylists into which I will fall.
Why will you be always sallying out to break lances with other people's wind-mills, when your own is not capable of grinding corn for the horse you ride?
Practice makes permanent.
I see a lot of people who love their jobs. I see some garbage collectors smiling as they go about their work.