A Good Discourse Is That From Which

To Lose Ourselves In God Is Simply To Give Up Our Own Will To Him. When A Soul Can Truly Say Lord I Have No Other Will Than Thine It Is Truly Lost In God And United To Him.

Many Great Persons Have Been Of Opinion That Love Is No Other Thing Than Complacency Itself, In Which They Have Had Much Appearance Of Reason. For Not Only Does The Movement Of Love Take Its Origin From The Complacency Which The Heart Feels At The First Approach Of Good, And Find Its End In A Second Complacency Which Returns To The Heart By Union With The Thing Beloved--but Further, It Depends For Its Preservation On This Complacency, And Can Only Subsist Through It As Through Its Mother And Nurse; So That As Soon As The Complacency Ceases, Love Ceases.

Lately I Was Near The Beehives And Some Of The Bees Flew Onto My Face. I Wanted To Raise My Hand, And Brush Them Off. 'no,' Said A Peasant To Me, 'do Not Be Afraid, And Do Not Touch Them. They Will Not Sting You At All, If You Touch Them They Will Bite You.' I Trusted Him; Not One Bit Me. Trust Me; Do Not Fear These Temptations. Do Not Touch Them; They Will Not Hurt You.

Every Christian Needs A Half-hour Of Prayer Each Day, Except When He Is Busy, Then He Needs An Hour.

One Of The Most Evil Dispositions Possible Is That Which Satirizes And Turns Everything To Ridicule. God Abhors This Vice, And Has Sometimes Punished It In A Marked Manner