It is wrong to pass one’s time in fretting, instead of sleeping on the Heart of Jesus. - Thérèse of Lisieux

God would never inspire me with desires which cannot be realized; so in spite of my littleness, I can hope to be a saint.

My mortifications consisted in breaking my will, which was always ready to impose itself; in holding my tongue instead of answering back; in doing little things for others without hoping to get anything in return; in not slumping back when I was sitting down; etc., etc. .

Each time that my enemy would provoke me to combat, I behave as a gallant soldier. I know that a duel is an act of cowardice, and so, without once looking him in the face, I turn my back on the foe, then I hasten to my Saviour, and vow that I am ready to shed my blood in witness of my belief in Heaven.