"In the prison I endured cold, sleeplessness, hunger and thirst, pain, shame, solitude, and desertion. And there passed before My mind’s eye all the tabernacles where in the course of the ages I should lack the shelter of love... And how often should I wait for this or that other soul to visit Me in the Blessed Sacrament and receive Me into his heart." (as told to visionary Sr. Josefa Menendez)