love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

Let us touch the dying, the poor, the lonely and the unwanted according to the graces we have received and let us not be ashamed or slow to do the humble work.

We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.

Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

Let us always meet each other with smile, for the smile is the beginning of love.