St. Alphonsus Liguori
“Ah, my Sacramental Lord and Divine Lover, how amiable and tender are the inventions of Thy lore to gain the love of souls! O Eternal Word, Thou, in becoming man, wast not satisfied with dying for us; Thou hast also given us this Sacrament as a companion, as food, and as a pledge of heaven. Thou reducest Thyself so as to appear amongst us, at one time as an infant in a stable, at another as a poor man in a workshop, then as a criminal on a gibbet, and now as bread on an altar. Tell me, couldst Thou invent other means to win our love?”
Source: St. Alphonsus Liguori, Visits to the Most Holy Sacrament