For think of the difference between an ugly worm and a white butterfly; it is just the same here. The soul cannot think how it can have merited such a blessing—whence such a blessing could have come to it, I meant to say, for it knows quite well that it has not merited it at all. It finds itself so anxious to praise the Lord that it would gladly be consumed and die a thousand deaths for His sake. Then it finds itself longing to suffer great trials and unable to do otherwise. It has the most vehement desires for penance, for solitude, and for all to know God.
-St. Teresa of Avila
Our Lady, Hope of Christians
Hail Mary, hope of Christians, hear the prayer of a sinner who loves you tenderly, honors you in a special manner, and places in you the hope of salvation. I owe you my life, for you obtain for me the grace of your Son and you are the sure pledge of my eternal happiness.
I entreat you, deliver me from the burden of my sins, take away the darkness of my mind, destroy the earthly affections of my heart, defeat the temptations of my enemies, and rule all the actions of my life. With you as my guide may I arrive at the eternal happiness of heaven.