"I have never given the Good God aught but love; it is with Love
He will repay.

AFTER MY DEATH I WILL LET FALL A SHOWER OF ROSES."

At another time she interrupted a Sister, who was speaking to her
of the happiness of Heaven, by the sublime words: "It is not that
which attracts me."

"And what attracts you?" asked the other. "Oh! it is Love! To
love, to be beloved, and _to return to earth to win love for our
Love!"_

One evening, she welcomed Mother Agnes of Jesus with an
extraordinary expression of joy: "Mother!" she said, "some notes
from a concert far away have just reached my ears, and have made
me think that soon I shall be listening to the wondrous melodies
of Paradise. The thought, however, gave me but a moment's joy--one
hope alone makes my heart beat fast: the Love that I shall receive
and the Love I shall be able to give!

"I feel that my mission is soon to begin--my mission to make
others love God as I love Him . . . to each souls my _little way_
. . .

I WILL SPEND MY HEAVEN IN DOING GOOD UPON EARTH.

Nor is this impossible, since from the very heart of the Beatific
Vision, the Angels keep watch over us. No, there can be no rest
for me until the end of the world. But when the Angel shall have
said: 'Time is no more!' then I shall rest, then I shall be able
to rejoice, because the number of the elect will be complete."

"And what is this _little way_ that you would teach to souls?"

"IT IS THE WAY OF SPIRITUAL CHILDHOOD, THE WAY OF TRUST AND
ABSOLUTE SELF-SURRENDER.

I want to point out to them the means that I have always found so
perfectly successful, to tell them that there is but one thing to
do here below: we must offer Jesus _the flowers of little
sacrifices_ and win Him by a caress. That is how I have won Him,
and that is why I shall be made so welcome."

"Should I guide you wrongly by my _little way_ of love," she said
to a novice, "do not fear that I shall allow you to continue
therein; I should soon come back to the earth, and tell you to
take another road. If I do not return, then believe in the truth
of these my words: We can never have too much confidence in the
Good God, He is so mighty, so merciful. As we hope in Him so shall
we receive."

On the eve of the feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel, a novice said
to her: "I think that if you were to die to-morrow, after Holy
Communion, I should be quite consoled--it would be such a
beautiful death!" Therese answered quickly: "Die a