We Cannot Trust In Our Own Strength,

One Cannot Provoke, One Cannot Insult Other People's Faith, One Cannot Make Fun Of Faith.

God Is Not A Demiurge [demigod] Or A Magician, But The Creator Who Gives Being To All Entities.

In The Silence Of The Cross, The Uproar Of Weapons Ceases And The Language Of Reconciliation, Forgiveness, Dialogue And Peace Is Spoken.

I Entrust This Twenty-second World Day Of The Sick To The Intercession Of Mary. I Ask Her To Help The Sick To Bear Their Sufferings In Fellowship With Jesus Christ And To Support All Those Who Care For Them. To All The Ill, And To All The Health-care Workers And Volunteers Who Assist Them, I Cordially Impart My Apostolic Blessing.

Almost Without Being Aware Of It, We End Up Being Incapable Of Feeling Compassion At The Outcry Of The Poor, Weeping For Other People's Pain, And Feeling A Need To Help Them, As Though All This Were Someone Else's Responsibility And Not Our Own.