I bought it in the summer of 2003 while I was away in Peterborough. At the back it has a list of the deaths, in order, of Saint Therese related people, like her sisters and relatives. It also has a prayer to Saint Therese for the Conversion of Russia.

This book is extremely accurate to the events and thoughts of Therese's life. For example, in this book, Therese had the privilage of touching one of the Sacred Nails which was soaked in Our Savior's Blood. I had no idea she did such a thing, and I also did not know that she kissed a square slab with a cross that marked the place of death of Martyrs. The most intriguing fact of all, though, is each Martin girl's first name is Marie so that each girl is consecrated to Mary, the Mother of God. And the two boy's first names was Joseph. The book even includes some of Therese's uncommon thoughts, such as her wish for her parents to die in order go to Heaven, and to the weather seemingly similar to her emotions.

I recomend this book to everyone. On a scale of 1 - 10 I rate it 10. This book is for all audiences.

 

One day I was worried about the happines of the blessed in Heaven. I knew that some saints are greater than other, being possessed of more glory. Well, what about the lesser saints? are they unhappy because of this?
  Pauline took my little thimble and a large drinking glass belonging to Papa. She filled both to the brim with water. Then, smiling into my anxious face, she told me to look closely.
  "Which is fuller? The thimble or the glass?"
  At once I understood. The little thimble represented one soul, the large glass another. Each could hold no more water than Pauline had put in it. Without any trouble I realized the example could also be applied to Heaven. Here the saints reflect just that beauty and perfection which God had decided for them. Each is "full", and there can never be any sorrow because some are little thimbles and others  large glasses.

 

   "Indeed, it is possible!

   I, your 'Little Theresa', cry it out to so many humble souls who feel that love is also the key to their vocation.

   The love of Saints must not be alowed to fade in the Chruch. Its heart, which is love alone, moves its members into action. If this love died, the apostles would no longer announce the Gospel, the martyrs would refuse to shed their blood...

   Ah! humble souls, whoever you may be, from wherever you may come, as poor, as ignorant, and as miserable as you may be, are you sufficiently aware of this?

   Your vocation is love.

 

She loved God as a child loves his father with outbursts of incredible tenderness. One day during her illness, when referring to Him, she said "Papa" when she had meant to say "God." It seemed to her that we were smiling over her slip, and with much feeling she told us: "Nevertheless, He is indeed my 'Papa' and it is a consolation for my heart to be able to call Him by that name!"

 

At Carmel, where this desire for the salvation of souls could become only more intense and all-embracing, she was on the alert to make use of every opportunity, however trifling, to win souls to God. I (Celine) recall one particular instance when Therese, in spite of her usual timidity, stealthily hid a medal of St. Benedict in the lining of a coat belonging to a fallen-away Catholic who was doing some work in our enclosure. He usually left his work-clothes in the monastery over night, and the Saint made use of his absence to perform her little act of zeal.

 

Shortly before her death, I (Celine) learned that when Therese was a novice, one of the sisters, while helping to fasten her scapular at the shoulder, accidently ran the large pin through the skin. For severall hours, the Saint joyfully endured the pain in silence.