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Danh ngôn của Saint Teresa of Avila (Sứ mệnh: 8)

The feeling remains that God is on the journey, too.
I do not fear Satan half so much as I fear those who fear him.
Be gentle to all and stern with yourself.
To have courage for whatever comes in life - everything lies in that.
To reach something good it is very useful to have gone astray, and thus acquire experience.
We can only learn to know ourselves and do what we can - namely, surrender our will and fulfill God's will in us.
All things must come to the soul from its roots, from where it is planted.
God gave us faculties for our use; each of them will receive its proper reward. Then do not let us try to charm them to sleep, but permit them to do their work until divinely called to something higher.
God has been very good to me, for I never dwell upon anything wrong which a person has done, so as to remember it afterwards. If I do remember it, I always see some other virtue in that person.
The tree that is beside the running water is fresher and gives more fruit.
Accustom yourself continually to make many acts of love, for they enkindle and melt the soul.
For prayer is nothing else than being on terms of friendship with God.
I know the power obedience has of making things easy which seem impossible.
Our souls may lose their peace and even disturb other people's, if we are always criticizing trivial actions - which often are not real defects at all, but we construe them wrongly through our ignorance of their motives.
Mental prayer in my opinion is nothing else than an intimate sharing between friends; it means taking time frequently to be alone with Him who we know loves us. The important thing is not to think much but to love much and so do that which best stirs you to love. Love is not great delight but desire to please God in everything.
May God protect me from gloomy saints.
Those who give themselves to prayer should in a special manner have always a devotion to St. Joseph; for I know not how any man can think of the Queen of the angels, during the time that she suffered so much with the Infant Jesus, without giving thanks to St. Joseph for the services he rendered them then.
I had many friends to help me to fall; but as to rising again, I was so much left to myself, that I wonder now I was not always on the ground. I praise God for His mercy; for it was He only Who stretched out His hand to me. May He be blessed for ever! Amen.
It is a most certain truth, that the richer we see ourselves to be, confessing at the same time our poverty, the greater will be our progress, and the more real our humility.
Nothing can be compared to the great beauty and capabilities of a soul; however keen our intellects may be, they are as unable to comprehend them as to comprehend God, for, as He has told us, He created us in His own image and likeness.
It is no small misfortune and disgrace that, through our own fault, we neither understand our nature nor our origin.
While the soul is in mortal sin, nothing can profit it; none of its good works merit an eternal reward, since they do not proceed from God as their first principle, and by Him alone is our virtue real virtue.
In a state of grace, the soul is like a well of limpid water, from which flow only streams of clearest crystal. Its works are pleasing both to God and man, rising from the River of Life, beside which it is rooted like a tree.
What value is there in faith without works? And what are they worth if they are not united to the merits of Jesus Christ, our only good?
Prayer is an act of love; words are not needed. Even if sickness distracts from thoughts, all that is needed is the will to love.