My misery fills me with joy.

I think that I am more united with God the more miserable I feel. Instead of making me sad, my poverty fills me with joy, for the more I feel my imperfection, the more His infinite mercy opens up to me. It is precisely by acknowledging how far I actually am below everyone else that I also understand how infinite and powerful His love for me is.

(Marie of the Holy Trinity /Marie-Antoinette Gauser; 1889–1918/, correspondence)