My Strength Returns To Me With My

I Have Long Since Come To Believe That People Never Mean Half Of What They Say, And That It Is Best To Disregard Their Talk And Judge Only Their Actions.

We Must Talk About Poverty, Because People Insulated By Their Own Comfort Lose Sight Of It.

When We Have Spiritual Reading At Meals, When We Have The Rosary At Night, When We Have Study Groups, Forums, When We Go Out To Distribute Literature At Meetings, Or Sell It On The Street Corners, Christ Is There With Us.

The Gospel Takes Away Our Right Forever, To Discriminate Between The Deserving And The Undeserving Poor.

Most Of Our Life Is Unimportant, Filled With Trivial Things From Morning Till Night. But When It Is Transformed By Love It Is Of Interest Even To The Angels.