I cannot consider it other than the source and substance of my whole spiritual and interior life.

The day on which I have been deprived of it I have experienced a debility and want of both material and spiritual life like one who is nearly famished.

The doctrine of the real presence of our Lord seems to be with me a matter of conviction arising more from actual experience than from faith.

At times, when I would make my visit, I am seized with such a violent love towards the Blessed Sacrament that I am forced to break off immediately, being unable to support the attraction of the Spouse, the Beloved, the Only One of my soul.

For some time back, wherever I may be, or on whatever side I turn, I seem to feel the presence of Our Lord in the Sacrament in the tabernacle.