Veiled in the white Host, O my Well-Beloved, how meek and humble of heart dost Thou show Thyself to me! Thou couldst not stoop lower to teach me humility, and I, to respond to Thy Love, desire to put myself in the lowest place and share Thy humiliations, that I may have part with Thee[32] in the Kingdom of Heaven.
I beseech Thee, my Jesus, to send me some humiliation every time that I shall attempt to put myself above others.
HIST. D’UNE AME, APPENDIX
What pleases the good God in my little soul is to see me love my littleness and my poverty, it is seeing the blind trust that I have in His Mercy.
VI LETTER TO SR. MARIE DU SACRÉ-CŒUR
To draw near to Jesus we must be so little.... Oh! how few souls aspire to be little and unknown....
XIV LETTER TO HER SISTER CÉLINE
I am no longer surprised at anything, nor do I grieve at seeing that I am frailty itself; on the contrary I glory in it, and expect to discover new imperfections in myself each day. These lights concerning my nothingness do me more good, I affirm, than lights regarding faith.
HIST. D’UNE AME, CH. IX
When we commit a fault we must not think it due to a physical cause, such as illness or the weather, we must attribute this fall to our imperfection, but without ever growing discouraged.