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Faith, cheerfulness, optimism. But not the idiocy of closing one's eyes to reality.

'Father', said that big fellow, a good student at the university (I wonder what has become of him), 'I was thinking of what you told me — that I'm a son of God! — and I found myself walking along the street, head up, chin out, and a proud feeling inside… a son of God!'

With sure conscience I advised him to encourage that 'pride.'

What zeal people put into their earthly affairs: dreaming of honours, striving for riches, bent on sensuality. Men and women, rich and poor, old and middle— aged and young and even children: all of them the same.

When you and I put the same zeal into the affairs of our souls, we will have a living and operative faith: and there will be no obstacle that we cannot overcome in our apostolic undertakings.

A keen and living faith. Like Peter's. When you have it — our Lord has said so — you will move the mountains, the humanly insuperable obstacles that rise up against your apostolic undertakings.

There are some who pass through life as through a tunnel, without ever understanding the splendour, the security and the warmth of the sun of faith.

You feel a gigantic faith. He who gives you that faith, will give you the means.

Faith — It is a pity to see how abundantly many Christians have it on their lips, and how sparingly they put it into their actions.

One would think it a virtue to be preached only, and not one to be practised.

I'm not one for miracles. I have told you that in the holy Gospel I can find more than enough to confirm my faith. — But I can't help pitying those Christians — pious people, 'apostles' many of them — who smile at the idea of extraordinary ways, of supernatural events. I feel the urge to tell them: Yes, this is still the age of miracles: we too would work them if we had faith!

If your faith were the size of a mustard seed!

What promises are contained in this exclamation of the Master!

God is the same as always. It is men of faith that are needed: and then, there will be a renewal of the wonders we read of in the Gospel.

Ecce non est abbreviata manus Domini, God's arm, his power, has not grown weaker!

They have no faith. But they have plenty of superstitions. We laughed and at the same time felt sorry when that 'strong character' became alarmed on hearing a particular word — which, of itself, meant nothing, but for him was unlucky — or on seeing someone break a mirror!

Omnia possibilia sunt credenti. Everything is possible for anyone who has faith. The words are Christ's.

How is it that you don't say to him with the Apostles: 'Increase my faith' ?