Theresa

I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish He didn't trust me so much.

One must really have suffered oneself to help others.

We can do no great things, only small things with great love.

To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.

If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.

Little things are indeed little, but to be faithful in little things is a great thing.

It is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the doing. It is not how much we give, but how much love we put in the giving.

There is a terrible hunger for love. We all experience that in our lives - the pain, the loneliness. We must have the courage to recognize it. The poor you may have right in your own family. Find them. Love them.

Before you speak, it is necessary for you to listen, for God speaks in the silence of the heart.

The more you have, the more you are occupied, the less you give. But the less you have the more free you are. Poverty for us is a freedom. It is not a mortification, a penance. It is joyful freedom. There is no television here, no this, no that. But we are perfectly happy.

If you are humble nothing will touch you, neither praise nor disgrace, because you know what you are.

Do not allow yourselves to be disheartened by any failure as long as you have done your best.

There is only one God and He is God to all; therefore it is important that everyone is seen as equal before God. I've always said we should help a Hindu become a better Hindu, a Muslim become a better Muslim, a Catholic become a better Catholic.

If we really want to love we must learn how to forgive.

Only in heaven will we see how much we owe to the poor for helping us to love God better because of them.

Make us worthy, Lord, to serve those people throughout the world who live and die in poverty and hunger. Give them through our hands, this day, their daily bread, and by our understanding love, give them peace and joy.

Give me courage.

I must do something.

Wczoraj już nie ma. Jutro jeszcze nie nadeszło. Mamy tylko dzisiaj. Zacznijmy.

Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.

Let's do something beautiful for God.

By blood and origin,I am Albanian.My citizenship is Indian.I am a catholic nun.As to my calling,I belong to the world.As to my heart,I belong entirely to the heart of Jesus"

Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile.

We can do no great things-only small things with great love.

I dont pray for success.I ask for faithfulness

Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty

Smile at each other, smile at your wife, smile at your husband, smile at your children, smile at each other - it doesn't matter who it is -- and that will help you to grow up in greater love for each other.

If you judge someone, you don't have time to love them.

Before you speak, it is necessary for you to listen, for God speaks in the silence of the heart.

Intense love does not measure; it just gives.

The biggest mistake people make in life is not trying to make a living at doing what they most enjoy. 1 Little things are indeed little, but to be faithful in little things is a great thing.

It is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the doing. It is not how much we give, but how much love we put in the giving.

Speak tenderly to them. Let there be kindness in your face, in your eyes, in your smile, in the warmth of your greeting. Always have a cheerful smile. Don't only give your care, but give your heart as well.

If we pray, we will believe; If we believe, we will love; If we love, we will serve.

You and I, we are the Church, no? We have to share with our people. Suffering today is because people are hoarding, not giving, not sharing. Jesus made it very clear. Whatever you do to the least of my brethren, you do it to me. Give a glass of water, you give it to me. Receive a little child, you receive me. Clear.

The dying, the cripple, the mental, the unwanted, the unloved they are Jesus in disguise.

I am a little pencil in the hand of God who is sending a love letter to the world

Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.