Thus the ordinary, uncontrolled chattering we call “prose” changes its nature, like coal becoming incandescent. Poetry resembles music. - Thérèse of Lisieux

If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.

I understand and I know from experience that: 'The kingdom of God is within you.' Jesus has no need of books or teachers to instruct souls; He teaches without the noise of words. Never have I heard Him speak, but I feel that He is within me at each moment; He is guiding and inspiring me with what I must say and do. I find just when I need them certain lights that I had not seen until then, and it isn't most frequently during my hours of prayer that these are most abundant but rather in the midst of my daily occupations.

No obstante, sigo teniendo la misma confianza audaz de llegar a ser una gran santa, pues no me apoyo en mis méritos -que no tengo ninguno-, sino en Aquel que es la Virtud y la Santidad mismas. Sólo él, contentándose con mis débiles esfuerzos, me elevará hasta él y, cubriéndome con sus méritos infinitos, me hará santa.