I am the Sisters of Mercy. All three of them. Triplets.
Prayers will never reach God unless they are founded on free mercy.
I don’t care what it looks, I don’t care what it feels like, I believe God.
And men who do not expect to receive mercy eventually lose their inclination to grant it.
The times might be unpleasant, repulsive. The ghastly chaos, the abhorrent uncivility might be intolerable, might force us into argument or leave us panic-stricken.On such occasions people build within themselves a conviction, that the world...
And the fools… well, the fools are there for us to fleece and then to show mercy.
I give up. What’s the use of having a man in the house?
Good God, Mercy. You brought another one into the family?