Grant me the treasure of sublime poverty: permit the distinctive sign of our order to be that it does not possess anything of its own beneath the sun, for the glory of your name, and that it have no other patrimony than begging.
We should never desire to be over others. Instead, we ought to be servants who are submissive to every human being for God's sake.
It is no use walking anywhere to preach unless our walking is our preaching.
Praised be You, my Lord, through Brother Fire, through whom You light the night, and he is beautiful and playful and robust and strong.
Woe to those who die in mortal sin!
I am the herald of the Great King.
