My longing for humankind was infinite, but the actual deed of bearing pain and torment was finite and could never show all the love I had. This is why I wanted you to see my inmost heart, so that you would see that I loved you more than finite suffering could show.
When we have spent so many hours on the passion (not that we shouldn’t); when we have spent so many hours on the cross (never enough); when we have said the stations and Alphonsus’ amazing meditations – why did we never get that the suffering on the cross was not the biggest deal, no matter how much it was? That the love could not be contained in even the concept of redemption?
— St. Catherine of Siena, in Dialogues