"It seems to me that I am no more than a very tiny thing in the arms of God, and that I will remain so until I die ... Everything is good that comes from God and that He wants of us. Yes, all is good to me ... All is infinitely dear and sweet to my soul because it is He who wishes it so, He who manages it all. I take refuge in His heart, united with Mary my Mother whom I love so much, and I shall not leave it any more ... I know that He will not expel me." (Marthe Robin; March 2, 1927)."