One day, Therese asked me if she would go to heaven. I told her yes, if she is very good. She replied to me, "Yes, and if I am not good, I will go to hell… But I know what I will do: I will run after you to heaven. What could a good God do when He finds me there? You will hold me very tightly in your arms…!" I read in her eyes that she was firmly convinced that good God could not do anything to her when she is in her mother's arms.
(Zélie Martin /1831–1877/, letter from October 28, 1876,
Therese was not yet four years old)
