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True Love Goes Ever Straight Forward, Not In Its Own Strength, But Esteeming Itself As Nothing. Then Indeed We Are Truly Happy. The Cross Is No Longer A Cross When There Is No Self To Suffer Under It.

Simplicity Brings Back The Joys Of Paradise. Not That We Have Pure Pleasure Without A Moment's Suffering, But When We Are Surrendered To God, We Are Not Grasping For Pleasure, And Even Our Troubles Are Received With Thanksgiving. This Inner Harmony, And This Deliverance From Fear And The Tormenting Desires Of Self, Create A Satisfaction In The Soul Which Is Above All The Intoxicating Joys Of This World Put Together.

Let Us Often Think Of Our Own Infirmities, And We Shall Become Indulgent Toward Those Of Others.

The Art Of Cookery Is The Art Of Poisoning Mankind, By Rendering The Appetite Still Importunate, When The Wants Of Nature Are Supplied.

We May Be Sure That It Is The Love Of God Only That Can Make Us Come Out Of Self. If His Powerful Hand Did Not Sustain Us, We Should Not Know How To Take The First Step In That Direction.